Patti Edmon Artist

I had the distinct honor and pleasure of making the guest book for my friend Diane's wedding (this past Saturday). She kept the guest book at our wedding in 1990 and all these years later, her joyful celebration was incredible and extremely well-deserved. Can't say my joints have recovered after hitting the dance floor though it was well worth the energy expended. Spring. Transition... a time for new life and considering that, in spite of the state of the world, most of us are blessed beyond belief. The birds are singing and it's sunny... albeit 40 degrees all week here. In two days we leave for Rosemary Beach, Florida, and will stay in an fabulous private residence club, thanks to Jeff Rogers, my dear friend, photographer and publisher (visit his site and take a look at his gorgeous coffee table books), and his lovely wife, Missy. ~~~ We wake up in the morning but how often to we give thanks for that simplest of wonders. During this Lenten season, I've gone into my own...

One of the funnest parts of June is the transition from lacrosse, dance classes and school to summer vacation, birthdays (mine and Jim's), our 20th anniversary (yes that's me with post-80s hair:), dance recital and parties. Notice I didn't say blogging:) I had vowed to post once a week at the very least and was feeling a bit disappointed. While delivering the Father's Day card that took me 4 hours to make:), my dad asked "why?" do you blog; and I told him it was a selfish act really... a recounting of creative ventures and life's major moments. And then there are the multitude of artists that I look forward to visiting, the new discoveries. It feels a bit lonely, isolated without the thread that runs through us all, hardly noticeable yet strong enough to hold the burdens, joys, triumphs and rants. In short, I miss all of my blog pals!!! Now that summer is here and the kids are taking turns at camps, on mission trips, in and out with friends, I feel that g...