I’m so far from home.
Home is always so near at hand!
September 27, 2011 by
Wheat
August 24, 2010 by
Standing hip deep in my heritage.
Loving on Eastern Washington, most fiercely;
missing the Great Northern Plains of Saskatchewan, most tenderly.
Outrageous. Oui?
July 5, 2009 by
Good day to you kittens and tom cats!
I’m home from Canada. I feel like I was away for an exorbitant amount of time. But it was a very good exorbitant amount of time. I feel well rested, fat and lazy. I need more vacations.
Top five things about being home in Idaho:
1. THE ROSE GARDEN!!! Oh good gracious. I’m gazing at it while I type this. It’s so delicate and feminine. I’m caught off guard when I go to clip bouquets for the house and I’m prickled half to death by their testy little thorns.
2. RW.
3. Having my little sister, Toby Beth, in my Idaho home for the first time ever. What a delight!
4. My neighborly friends dropping in for coffee and hellos. How nice.
5. Those green mountains and that lush garden of mine. Perfect companions.
6. OOPS. I have one more thing for the list! I arrived home to the perfect mountain of snail mail from some of you. Good grief. I’m working my way through it. It’s like peach pie that pile of mail; I’m savouring it bit by bit. Thank you! XO
I opened up the Etsy shop late last night and will be listing this and that as I slowly off-load my Missoula inventory as well as the things I’ll be crafting this week.
Heading for the shop today is this outrageous ring I made a couple of months ago:
It features dendritic opal of the snowiest persuasion as well as a hand cut snowshoe hare. I had a dream about a rabbit on the tundra and built the dream when I awoke the next day. Some dreams exist to be made — this is one of those. You will find this little fellow in the shop today!
I hope you are all well! I missed you so while I was away.
Hope your Canada Day and Independence Day were well spent in the company of friends and family! What amazing countries we live in!
Smoochie smoochie,
Jillian Susan
PS Thank you for your kind and wonderful comments on my photo blog posts from Saskatchewan. I’m going through flatlander withdrawal today. Le sigh.
A MA CABANE
July 5, 2009 by
BETWEEN ME AND THE SAND
A GREAT WHITE MAN FROM THE GREAT WHITE NORTH
AUNT ERICA AND LITTLE FARLEY BRAVE THE WAVES
POINTING PIPERS
A MA CABANE
AVAILABLE: ONE FINE FISHERMAN
RACING WIND
HEADED TO THE GREEN BEYOND
SISTERS
July 5, 2009 by
FINDING THE DOOR
ENTERING IN
PRAIRIE LILY
STALWART
DESPITE THE WIND
WE CAN DRIVE IT HOME
WITH ONE HEADLIGHT
COMING ON
BRACING AGAINST THE BREEZE
A THISTLE WEARS ITS HEART ON ITS SLEEVE
KEEP A LIGHT IN THE WINDOW
SO I CAN ALWAYS FIND MY WAY HOME
HOME
is such a delicate word
defined in so many unspeakable ways
written on our hearts where no one can see
home IS where the heart is
home is with my man
home is the northern great plains: Saskatchewan
home is Idaho with my grape vines wrapped round me, tendrils tight, fruit bright
Some places draw me to them.
Some places I will forget.
Some places perch upon the throne of my heart
for now and evermore because when we are together, there’s no telling where the one begins and the other ends. I’ve got prairie beneath my nails: I’m named for the lilies there. My blood runs black as the soil in a wheat field. I don’t ever leave, I just let the land play tug-of-war with my soul until I see the light in the window and return home. Wandering. I’m wandering.
KEEP A LIGHT IN THE WINDOW
SO I CAN ALWAYS FIND MY WAY HOME