“Restore the Bond” Blankets for Sale

November 16th, 2014
Restore the Bond

“Restore the Bond”  fleece blanket

My heart sunk a little when Pamela told me that we had to postpone the trip to South Dakota,  to bring to the horse supplies to Chief Arvol and the others who will be making the Dakota 38 Healing Ride.  But I also completely trust that whatever happens in connection with the trip, the wall hanging I made for Blue Star Equiculture, and Pamela Richenbach, is happening just the way it’s supposed to happen.  Because for the short time I’ve known Pamela, with all the ups and downs that come with running a Working Horse Sanctuary, some kind of magic seems to swirl around her.  If she says she’s going to do something, the idea may not manifest in the way and time I thought it would, but when it happens, it’s somehow just right.

So I’ve learned to trust Pamela and the magic that surrounds her.   The trip to South Dakota is tentatively set for the spring when the Sunka Wankan Horse Ceremony takes place.   It’s a ceremony that takes place along with World Peace and Prayer Day where horses, which are no longer seen as important to our society, are honored.

But it doesn’t end there.  Actually it’s all just beginning.  Pamela came up with a new idea for using the wall hanging I made for Blue Star Equiculture and having it benefit, not only Blue Star and the Healing Rides, but working horses everywhere.  Pamela  came to see the wall hanging as a symbol of the bond between humans and horses everywhere. Which is just what I was thinking about when I made the piece.  And restoring that bond, making sure that people understand the necessity of it, is the real meaning behind all that Pamela and I are doing together.

So Pamela took the image from the wall hanging and had it reproduced onto  50″ x 60″ fleece Blankets.  Surrounding the image on the blanket,  is the  butterfly material I put on the back of the wall hanging.  The butterflies are a symbol of the freedom to step out of our usual way of thinking of and perceiving the world around us.

Blue Star Equiculture is selling the blankets for $52.  Pamela came to the price by adding the cost ($20) plus one dollar for every horse that lives at Blue Star.  The money will go to  supporting Working Horses everywhere and to Chief Arvol Looking Horse’s work with horses and restoring the bond between humans and horses.

So if you want to support the horses and spread the idea of their importance in our world  and have a cozy blanket to snuggle under this winter,  you can buy a Restore The Bond Blanket and read more about “restoring the bond” here.

Burning Bridges

November 14th, 2014
Burning Bridges

Burning Bridges

It was the last time I did some energy work with Mandy, that I kept seeing images in my head of bridges collapsing.  They were arched and ornate and they broke apart in the middle and fell into the water below them, or they silently exploded, flying into the air.  Half a black bridge came hurling towards me, like in a 3D movie, but before it got to me it turned into a white orb and floated by.

There’s no symbolism here, I thought afterwards, the message is clearly about “burning my bridges.”  As in the old saying “Don’t burn your bridges”.  But my visions weren’t scary.  It didn’t feel like a warning, but an affirmation like,  sometimes it’s good to burn your bridges.

There are these saying, “Don’t put all your eggs in one basket” and “One in the hand is worth two in the bush” and “Don’t burn your bridges”.   And while I’m sure there’s some wisdom to them, they’re all fear based. They’re basically saying be careful and don’t take any risks.  And although I don’t think of them a lot.  I realized they are there in the back of my mind, waiting for me to step out of myself, to break out of some old beliefs, so they can pounce.  Even if you’re not afraid now,  they are saying to me, you will regret it later.

But what if, instead of blindly listening to these old sayings that are rattling around in my head, I trust my own instincts instead.  What if I decide, like my visions seem to be saying, that there are some bridges that I want to burn.  What if there are some places and situations I don’t want to return to or some people I no longer want to be friends with.

I guess my epiphany  is not so much about a specific saying, but my idea that these sayings are absolute. Sometimes it’s good to be cautious, but sometimes the only way out is to burn the bridge behind you and run for your life.

The words to my wall hanging Burning Bridges  are:

Coming to a dream
I landed on a star
I burned some bridges
to get this far

Burning Bridges is  Sold for sale.  It’s $125 + $10 shipping. If you’re interested in it just email me at maria@fullmoonfiberart.com.  I take checks and paypal.


Posted Sign in the Snow

November 14th, 2014

posted sign in snow

My Posted Sign in this mornings snow.

Autumn Oak Leaf Quilt

November 13th, 2014


Autumn Oak Leaf

Autumn Oak Leaf

It’s that color of some oak leaves.  Not red, almost pink, with some of that oak leaf brown.  This weekend I felt like hibernating.  It was cloudy and cold.  We had plans to go out both days, but decided to stay in, with a cup of tea and book, a cat on the couch, both wood stoves glowing. But those oak leaves, the softness of their color compared to the blazing oranges, yellows and reds, they speak of  gentle warmth and comfort.

My oak leaf inspirations

My oak leaf inspirations

At the beginning of the winter I decided I was going to try and experience the change in weather as if it were happening for the first.  Without the dread of dreary November and the expectations of being perpetually  cold and craving the sun.  Then I had a dream.  It was of a twig of a tree, about two feet tall.  On it were four oak leaves, representing the four directions. The leaves were velvety soft in texture and color and when I touched the one closest to me, pollen came spilling off it into my hand.

oak leaf dream

That’s what I was thinking about when I designed this quilt.   The other piece that I made with the drawing of the tree, called Hibernation,  which I wrote about earlier this week, will be the beginnings of another quilt.  I found that they didn’t actually work together, but are two separate pieces.

So my new quilt is called  Autumn Oak Leaf.   All the solid reds and tans are corduroy, making it warm in color and fabric.  The icy blues remind me of the cold winter air.  It has pieces of an old patchwork pillow sham in it and tea-stained Vintage Hankies.   Lots of the pattens on the materials I chose just happen to be leaves.

I’m waiting for some batting to come in the mail then I’ll back it and tack it.

Freedom Burns My Bones

November 13th, 2014


Freedom Burns My Bones

I gather myself
in the bathtub
crouching in its heat

How can it be that I’ve lived in this house
three years and this is my first bath

Why have I deprived myself this pleasure
When I no longer believe
that suffering will save me

I want to live like the heroine
in the book
The independent one
who makes her own decisions
without remorse
or feels remorse and does it anyway

The bath water is so hot
it makes the cold air
on my naked body

Freedom burns my bones
And I melt into the sun.


Liam, Full of Burdock

November 12th, 2014




Remember our lamb Liam.   The one who got stuck in the wall of the barn, the one who got bit by Simon and had some broken ribs. He almost knocked the shearer  down, when he tried to catch him then was kicking the whole time he was being shorn.  And lately, has been confronting Red.  So he’s trouble and a trouble maker.

And the saga continues.  This time it’s his wool.  Full of burdock.  It’s true he’s not alone in this ,Ma and Deb’s wool is also full of burdock.  I expected it of Ma, all summer she had a face full of brambles, and so it makes sense that Deb, being her lamb, would also be full of burdock.  But Liam’s mother Suzy, had the cleanest wool of all the sheep.  The two seemed inseparably, but it appears that Liam was hanging around with Deb more than his mom.

The past few days have been unseasonably warm, so I’ve taken advantage of the weather and have been skirting the wool (Skirting means picking out the branches and brambles, all the big stuff you don’t want in yarn).  I did Deb’s wool first.  It took a couple of hours to get it all clean.  After that I decided to leave Ma’s and Liam’s ( I had a feeling about Liam’s wool with his reputation for trouble) wool for last.  Yesterday I spent two hours skirting Liam’s wool, all the time thinking, between this and the vet bills, it will be a long time before I break even selling his wool.

But Ma’s wool was even worse, and there’s more of it.  Today I spent an hour and a half pulling out burdock and I’m still not done.  But at least she’s the last of it.  I think another hour of work and I’ll be all done.   I keep thinking it will all be worth it when I get the wool back.  I don’t know if it’s true, but believing it keeps me going.

Painted Leaf Shadow Posted Sign

November 11th, 2014
Painted leaf shadows on the Posted Sign

Painted leaf shadows on the Posted Sign, with one real shadow

Hunting season starts on Saturday, but we’re already hearing gun shots. Practice I think, but me and Lenore won’t be walking in the woods for a while, makes both of us nervous.

But we are still walking along McMillan Road, where there are plenty of Posted Signs.   A few weeks ago, Jon took a picture of the shadows of leaves on a sign post that the Posted Sign fell off of (now just a rectangle of plywood).   That photo gave me the idea to go back to that sign post when the sun was out and casting leaf shadows and paint the shadows on the sign.

Today was the perfect day.  The sun was out when we walked this morning casting some leaf shadows.  Less leaves now than in the picture Jon took, but enough for my purposes.  So, on the walk up the hill, I drew the shadows on the sign in marker.  By the time we walked down the hill the sun had moved casting more shadows. So I drew them too.

Then I went home and got some of the house paint from the basement and  a couple of brushes, water in a mason jar and paper towels.  I drove back to the sign and painted the shadows.  There was one lone shadow cast on the sign as I painted and it reminded me that even with the painted leaves, the sign would constantly be changing depending on where the sun was and how the plants in front of the sign changed with the seasons.

Maybe, if the sign post is still there, I’ll do a leaf shadow painting in the spring and summer in different colors.  I imagine the green paint will be faded by then, and the layering could be interesting.

Posted sign with shadows

Drawing the leaves on the Posted Sign on the way down the hill


Jon Sings to Red

November 11th, 2014

jon singing to red

I got this rare picture of Jon singing to Red this morning.  Not that it’s rare that he sings to Red, (he sings to Lenore too) but it’s rare that I got a picture.   Jon sings,  “Hold my hand and I’ll take you there.  There’s a place for us, a time and place for us...”  as Red looks at him adoringly.

A New Quilt or Two?

November 10th, 2014


I usually take the weekends off, which means I don’t go in my studio and on Saturdays I don’t go online.  But this Saturday I got the urge to make a few more of the potholders I started making on Friday.  I was inspired by an old patchwork pillow sham that I cut up.  After making four or five potholders, I wanted to make something bigger.  I had a small  piece of fabric from the back of the pillow sham with a spiral on it.  Just a little square and I put it on top of one of the tea stained hankies then put a piece of red and white flowered material (one of Lenore’s bandanas) under it.  Using the same fabric I made the potholders from, I started piecing together a quilt.

Today I added the red corduroy.

But then I got another idea and made this:

tree allI stitched the tree on a tea-stained hankie then added the fabric around it.   My idea was to put these two together to make one quilt.  But when I got them both to this point, I just couldn’t get them to work together.

By the end of the day, I decided they were two separate pieces.  So that’s where I am right now.  Both pieces came out of an urge of the moment.  It was like I didn’t have a choice, I just had to make them.  If they don’t speak to  me in the morning I’ll put them aside until they do.  I like them as they are, I just don’t know where they want to go.

Frieda and the Hens

November 10th, 2014
Frieda and the hens

Frieda and the hens

The two young hens have taken to walking around the dog run.  None of the hens have ever done this before.  The first time I saw them fly over the fence and Frieda was in the yard,  I was a bit nervous, wondering what she would do.   But it seems Frieda has either accepted that the hens live here and so she should leave them alone, or she just doesn’t care anymore.  Whatever it is, Frieda now shares the dog run with the hens on a regular basis.   They’re not the least bit afraid of her and she doesn’t seems to pay too much attention to them either.