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The Summer Newsletter will be on it way this week!
The beautiful summer breezes of Maine tempt me daily…my morning walks on the beach never seem to be enough, but it has to be. I work in my studio diligently like a ochrestra of blowing reeds swaying in one direction. My to do list grows daily with tasks that I know I can’t get to. I just say to myself, “Get one more page done and I will tend to my obligations,” but one more page turns into one more page and what was once was a mole hill has now turned into a mountain.
Then sometimes I just hit a wall when the creative juices just aren’t flowing and I find myself dissatisfied with my progress of the last picture…it’s time to take a break, and tend to all those whispering responsibilities that we all hear when things get out of hand…and all dabble in a few pleasures of summers harvest before it’s all disappears.
This year’s summer newsletter is filled with some gentle tidbits of what you will see in the book! and yes all of you lucky ducks are the first to know the title of one of the first books in the series of Tales of Kettle Cove.
I will be staying in touch much more often and sharing my progress!
For I have missed all of you sooo much!
When I wake up thinking about the book illustrations and I go to bed thinking about the book illustrations. Every day is anew and I feel so lucky and privileged to be doing what I love. I start my morning with a walk on the beach (it clears my head: the smell of the sea air, fog horns, sand beneath my feet) and it inspires me so much that when I sit at my studio desk, it’s as if the pencil has its own mind and whatever I am feeling pours onto my paper as if by magic. And yes, there are those days when nothing is working and that’s when I take some needed time to take a tea break in Portland with a friend and do some serious catching up! An amateur at heart, I love to cook – especially something with sauce and garlic. There is just something wonderful about the delicious smells of garlic, olive oil and basil, mmm…just heavnly! I take look at my yo-yo’s that I had started for a quilt and with a sigh I put them away knowing that there will be absolutely no time for finishing this project. But, it is on those days when nothing is working that I fill myself with all the warm comforts of home, such as friends, family, food, candles and the feelings of gratefulness. It is amazing what a day off can do for the spirit and how one can see the day with a new fresh set of eyes!
So it is back to work and I am delighted to be back in my happy place!
The story will be starring all the character of Kettle Cove and of course we won’t forget the stars of the series, Coco and Bean! If you have an opportunity, hop on over to Story Time and catch up!
So it is off to work again with many hours ahead of me, can’t wait to start sharing!
My Happy Easter Bunny will be showing himself off… on soon to be tote bags! I will keep you posted!
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It was wonderful to wake up this past Saturday morning with the sun shinning and the warm spring air. After such a cold harsh winter it was wonderful to open the windows which gave me just the right amount of encouragement to do some early spring cleaning. Just like my character Miss elderberry with her hand knitted sweater and arm full of Elderberry Jam that she sells at gull square in Kettle Cove Maine. She lives in the prettiest cottage made in a Beach Plum Bush where she tends to her creative spirit and domestic crafts, a true entrepreneur at heart. Miss Elderberry’s character was influenced by a wonderful woman named Florence a friend of the family. When I was a little girl I would stand outside her kitchen window of her old white farmhouse just hoping she would ask me in just so I could take a peek in all the nooks and crannies these old homes possessd. Once inside it was a treasure trove of ( yoyo quilts how to), knitted sweaters and beautiful hand-made rag rugs, antiques decorated every part of her home. The most exciting adventure was when we would go into her root cellar to fetch her strawberry jam and some veggies. Florence was to be an inspiration as I grew up and it has carried me throughout my life.
So just like Miss Elderberry, I donned my apron and set to work. I washed the quilts and curtains, aired the mattress out, vacuumed up the dust bunnies that have collected over the winter and gave the windows a fresh cleaning. Put up a pot of potato soup, a recipe from The Tasha Tudor Cook Book…yummy! After I was done I celebrated by taking a delightful shower and then went about filling my basket with good reads. Climbed into bed and before I could reach for the book my head fell onto the pillow and after a few yawns it was lights out…just like a kitten on a soft feathered comforter I fell into a long slumber of exhausted sleep.
” Spring Flower “
Spring Flowers is just one of my favorite things, there is inspiration everywhere I look…flowers truly make my heart sing! As the warmer temperature starts to creep in (Warm for me right now is about 35 degrees.) I get this happy feeling. I have to warn myself that it is too soon to pack away ALL my winter clothes and replace them with my spring, summer clothes. It is so wonderful to have daylight savings, even now the days seem so much longer, the light pours in from every window and fills the house with warmth and a happy glow!
I was going to put up the picture that inspired the painting, but it seemed so sad in comparison to the watercolor illustration. ” Spring Flower ” was painted on a whim, I was about to throw out the bulbs that were planted in a pot which were straggly and a tangled hot mess when I said to myself…” You were such a pretty little flower.” And that was it I went off and sketched and painted until the sun went down last night. Funny isn’t it how inspiration hits us, it seems to come when we least expect it!
~ Cindy ~ Skip To My Lou
“Sing like no one’s listening,
love like you’ve never been hurt,
dance like nobody’s watching,
live like its heaven on earth.”
~ Mark Twain ~
Saturday felt like Spring…I opened several windows. I felt like Julie Andrews in the “Sound of Music“, you know the song…”The hills are alive with the sound of music…” Not warm enough for flip-flops but were getting there.
I went to the Boston Flower Show with my daughters this week. I saw beautiful flowers it was just enough to waken all the senses. I couldn’t wait to get home and put flowers everywhere! In the midst of my spring mood I wanted to paint something purple in the honor of spring. Sometimes if I am out and about town and I have an idea I will grab anything and sketch it out on a piece of scrap paper, napkin – just about anything. I remembered I had put it in a safe place so I wouldn’t lose it…I think you know where I am going with this. I couldn’t find it. Do you ever do that ? I searched everywhere, cleaned out draws, went through closets, looked in all my coats and pants pockets, etc. Nope nowhere to be found. Eventually I gave up defeated. Yesterday was a full work day starting a 5 AM. I took out all my supplies and was ready to start, when I opened up a sketch pad and between the papers…UREKA!!! I found it. Yes it all makes sense now! I had put it in the sketch book so when I wanted to sketch something I would have found it! At the end of my day yesterday, I pulled out a small box and labeled it “Scraps Thoughts and Sketches.” I even gave it a honoray place in my art room. Now all I need to do is remember to put them in there when I get home…
Have a wonderful day full of spring purple flowers!
Bean produced three berries from his pocket, but seemed disappointed with the result.
Without letting Coco see his worried eyes, he reached in for more and was alarmed when his small paws felt nothing but the seam of his coat pocket.
“The berries! The berries are gone!” exclaimed Bean.
Coco watched her friend search his coat. In the bottom corner of his right-hand pocket was a small hole.
Coco looked at Bean with sympathetic eyes and then at the three small berries in his hand.
“At least we have something.”
“But Coco, what are we going to do with –’ however before Bean could finish his thought, Coco let out a loud squeal.
“Look!” yelled Coco enthusiastically. In the distance was a fallen tree. “We can use some of the bark to build a shelter.”
The two Hammies trudged through the snow to investigate the tree. At the base was an old wooden door.
“I think someone lives here,” cautioned Bean. “We shouldn’t intrude.”
Coco was less polite.
“But where else can we go?” Coco asked as she curled her tiny paw and rapped on the thick wooden door.
The door creaked open, revealing an empty chamber. The floor was covered in dry grass and beach rose decorated the dry dirt walls.
“It’s an old root cellar!” shouted Coco.
Protected from the cold wintery elements, Bean carefully placed each berry in a chipped seashell and offered them to his friend.
“You have them, “ said Bean.
“No, we’ll have them.” Whispered Coco, the joy of sharing with her friend made her nose wiggle and her whiskers bounce with happiness!
That night the wind whipped and the snow blew, but Coco and Bean were none the wiser. Exhausted and drowsy from the trek, the two fell asleep easily in spite of their hollow tummies.
The following morning, Coco and Bean were awakened – not by a Boondoogle – but by the sound of Papa Dubois and Papa Higgins banging on the wooden door.
“Hello, is anyone there?” bellowed Papa Higgins through the great door.
Coco and Bean awoke from their makeshift grass beds and ran towards the door. Coco reached for the doorknob but before she could turn it, the door swung open.
Papa Dubois and Papa Higgins scooped up the little Hammies in their arms and hugged them tightly.
“How did you know we were here?” asked Coco.
“We followed the trail of berries,” said Papa Dubois. “We found one by the snowman and then another and another and another, until they led us here.”
The weather had become much nicer and the sun was shining high in the sky. The four Hammies went back home. “Mama is making a berry pie,” said Papa Higgins in a loud, cheerful voice. Bean and Coco looked at each other. “Berry pie!” The two Hammies could hardly contain themselves and started laughing.
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