Made in Stone

 My wonderfully talented Sister in Law said i should start a blog.  She is amazing.  She has the most talented creative eye! Everything she touches is beautiful and perfect.  According to her, blogging is easy.  I think she just makes it appear to be easy. Like she does with her photos, her cupcake business and her home.  The woman is gifted!  So here I go Sharnel...   

Edgar Allen Poe once wrote, "All that we see or seem is but a dream within a dream"  I used it when I graduated from high School.  It still moves me.  lately, I have been dreaming about what to do with my new home and my new business venture.  It is endless.  Of course, The business is going better than the house.  I have been dreaming about a house for 12 years.  within one month of owning one I have 7 plans of kitchen remodels drawn up, 2 of the master bathroom, and a complete rendered drawing of my laundry room and powder room complete with feature wall!  Needless to say, I don't have the funds to do any of these dreams, yet. Yet, Dream I do.  I wonder how many times I will redraw my kitchen before my dream becomes reality? or is this the reality of my dream?

Now my yard is a whole different dream.  Rather like a nightmare.  It haunts me every time I look out at my beautiful view.  four times a day when I back down my drive way I see a big looming wall of hillside that is begging me to do something wonderful to it.  Since i have recently moved from Wonderful San Francisco to Stunningly beautiful Sydney Australia,  I am at a loss for native plants and have no clue to the seasons.  Thus, my garden looms like a big dark blank canvas waiting for me to gather up a good collection of cash to paint it into life.  

My Jewellery, is another dream altogether.  I dream it. I make it. I love it.  I sell it. I dream about it.  I miss many of them.  I nurture them into family members, and when they take flight and leave me i really do miss them. I often think of them and wonder if the person who possesses them enjoys them as I did? Do they love them, and treat them tenderly? or do they toss them in a box with other trinkets? Then I move onto the next piece and try to forget what has passed.  Once in a while, I get a special treat and my heart fills with joy, I see a customer wearing my art.  Often I think, wow! those look so good.  I get inspired to create more and bring that joy to another woman.  It keeps me going.