
Dec 31, 2009
"Blewe Moon" on a New Year and Decade

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Dec 28, 2009
A Great Way to Start the New Year....
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Dec 22, 2009
"The Nutcracker" from the Royal Ballet - Introduction | Great Performances | PBS







Dec 2, 2009
Pine Needle Baskets
My Dad made me a pine needle basket a few years ago for my birthday. As you can see it is a beautiful piece of art. This was quite a few months in the making. It is a valued gift that I deeply treasure from him. His artistic talent is many and varied. He is always looking for something new to try. He is the reason my children and I are creative.
Thanks Dad :)
Dad took a class while in Florida where these baskets originate from.
So here is a little history: Seminole Indians of South Florida were the first pine needle basket makers. They used a bone or shell needle to sew bundles of pine needles together with fern roots, sisal, or swamp grass. The bundles of pine needles were then woven and tied together with thread. The technique is called coiling.
Sweetgrass baskets are very interesting in their own right, being indigenous to Maine and Canada. I have made baskets in the past but I have now added making a Sweetgrass basket to my Bucket List. I will post the results later.
I have also posted a couple of websites that gives you step by step instructions for making a pine needle basket for those who are interested at trying your hand at.
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Moonlight over Maine
Nov 25, 2009
Happy Thanksgiving Day

Nov 12, 2009
Favorite Things- Milagros

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Nov 10, 2009
My Soldiers My Heros


in Sommersworth, NH. He is being deployed to Afghanistan next year. He was recently promoted to Specialist 4...... four months prior to his eligibility. We are very proud of him of what he has accomplished and his courage to join the Army during wartime.
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Oct 31, 2009
Halloween Past

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Oct 27, 2009
Favorite Things

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Oct 22, 2009
Ed Freeman
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Oct 13, 2009
More of Maine
Oct 8, 2009
Maine in the Fall
I wanted to share these pictures that a friend of mine, Jon Holmes, sent me yesterday. These are pictures of Weld and the Rangeley Lakes area. If you have ever been there, you know a picture cannot do it justice but these come close. I live in Southern Maine and I still got homesick. Time for a trip up north !
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Oct 4, 2009
Colo-Rectal Cancer
These wonderful people are miracle workers. Not only where they instrumental in my cure but they always made you feel like you were the most important person while you were there.
Along with them, are my family and friends who were there for me. My hubby Steve,my kids Melody and Aaron, my brother Steve and Aunt Pauline ( my true "Mom") and the rest of the Michaud family. My best friend, Sr. Lura Grace, who came up and spent time with me watching movies, keeping me company while I was recovering from surgery..My little dog Molly who stayed by my side from start to finish. When she moved back to her usual place towards the end of my treatments, I knew I was alright.
Sep 19, 2009
A Rose is a Rose


I am finally back. I have been busy but decided it was time to stop and smell the roses. This is a picture of the Mary Rose that grows in my back yard. I decided that before the frost got to it, I would bring it into the kitchen for a few more days of enjoyment. I wish I could post just how heavenly the scent, as well as the sight, of an English Rose is!
Jul 14, 2009
Most of the time when you hear the word Bohemian you tend to think of a gypsy wandering the countryside, living life on their own terms, surrounding themselves with myriads of color and music. According to dictionaries and thesauruses, in order to be a true Bohemian you have to be absorbed into the arts, living a life in poverty in order to achieve that availability in which to immerse yourself. Words that describe the Bohemian are unconventional, artistic, exotic, alternative, rebel, radical, eccentric, hippy, individualist.
I have been called many of these adjectives over my life . I do tend to think of myself as having a bohemian lifestyle. Giving birth to my son in a farmhouse in Strong Maine, cooking and canning on a beautiful little Princess Atlantic wood cook stove, creating things for my home and family, not always following social protocol are some of the things I have done throughout my life. These experiences have brought me to the road I now travel.
To me, the word bohemian has evolved to a unique level. It involves a deeper spiritual and emotional level. A freeing of the soul enabling one to see artistic value in many more things……. other than say paintings, photographs and sculptures. Not just the superficial but the heart of who we are. Our family and friends are an artistic extension of who we are as people. It takes you to a more organic level. Thoreau and Emerson are great examples. They also gave very interesting insight into the conflict between the conventional and bohemian lifestyle.
Breaking free from what others expect of you and following what is best for you, spiritually, mentally, socially and physically. You become the canvas to design something having worth and beauty that goes past the surface. At the surface, it is too easily manipulated to present a false front. Whereas the core cannot stay hidden once exposed to the light. To stifle our core, our beliefs, our feelings and values stifles a natural creativity that is a benefit to the whole environment.
In the profile, it asks to lists your interests. For me that is impossible. There is so much I am interested in. Art, books, music, gardening, plants , movies, language, cultures, etc. When people oppose the teaching of new language or a culture, I cringe because there is so much to learn from others. God gave us a brain for a reason….to use it…to seek out wisdom.
Too many people live inside the box, spending most of their time trying to control the environment around them. This is what creates chaos, stress and unhappiness. If this is conventional, then I guess I am unconventional because I reject that behavior. I have tried to conform in the past to how others expect me to behave and it suffocated me to the point where my creativity had all but vanished.
Since opening myself up more, creativity flows out of me constantly changing my perception of my environment in a healthier, happier way. My hope through this blog is to share my art and my thoughts on life, spirituality, books, movies and other impressions. May you take something good and worthwhile from me that will enhance your life and then pay it forward. Please remember these are my thoughts and perceptions only. I look forward to hearing yours on them.
Peace,
Linda