COLOR MY COLORING BOOK

Color Me CalmThis morning I picked up a copy of natural awakenings, a free ‘healthy living’ paper NaturalAwakeningsNNM.com which had an article on Adult Coloring Books. The title of the article was COLOR ME CALM (each letter a different color). According to the article (by Avery Mack) March is Color Therapy Month.

We learn that coloring “uses both sides of the brain and improves organizational and fine motor skills.” Even “30 minutes can constitute a focused meditation that relieves stress.”

So it seems to do you good as well as being fun; there are coloring book clubs and breaks in the workplace just to do coloring.

But my favorite “eco-tip” is about the “Sprout pencils, made with sustainable wood and fruit-and-vegetable-based dyed clay instead of lead.” They are also “topped by non-GMO seeds that can be planted when the pencil becomes short.” Wonderful idea.

Though it doesn’t say what kind of seeds they were, so one wouldn’t know whether it would grow a pencil tree, or what color it would be. I won’t stress out about that; I’ll just start a new picture.

One Word Photo Challenge – Bed

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Rental pics 2015 (3)

Our bed is a California King – has to fit my long PA, though I can fit into any size bed.

What a lot of stories this room holds, not only on the bookshelves. There’s another wall of shelves on the left which has even more books in it. (He has weeded out and given away about 500 already. And my study has three full bookcases – we are really book people.)

When we were courting I visited him in NM, and spent an afternoon looking through his books. At first I could see only a University professor’s text-books- Shakespeare, George Eliot, Jane Austen, D H Lawrence, and writers and poets I hadn’t even heard of. Shelves full of each author. In the living room there is a whole floor-to-ceiling of Ezra Pound, for goodness sake.

I’m not sure I can handle Academia, I thought. Intelligent I am, intellectual I’m not.

But eventually I saw others there, novels by Tony Hillerman, Michael McMurtry, a funny book by Bill Cosby, and lots and lots of vinyl records of rock and folk groups, so maybe I could marry the guy and move to New Mexico from London.

And I am so glad I did. I’ve been reading the books, and we’ve traveled together to many parts, bringing back additions to the decor from everywhere.

The quilted bedspread we saw in Savannah, liked, and ordered one for ourselves. The wall hanging is a “Matrimonio” weaving from Lago Titikaka, Peru. The chair and chest came from Florida after Pop Pop Witemeyer died; we drove home the 23′ Uhaul full of furniture and after two days felt like real Truckers. The black micaceous bowl was made by Ohkay Owingeh Pueblo potter, Clarence Cruz, a friend.

And the little white heart was made for our 25th anniversary by an English quilter friend who was at our wedding in London in 1987.

summer bedding

This heart has our initials and the date quilted on it. It’s a good ‘caption’ for The Bed.