What’s with the color purple lately? This is a question I’ve been pondering. It all started when I decided to let my hair go gray at the beginning of the pandemic. By May, I knew that I needed to try and ease the transition between my colored hair and my naturally dark brunette hair that…
Tom Turkey said, gobble, gobble as he took a small wobble towards the shiny fence that cost more than a few pence. A young child approached sure the perimeter could be broached at least by my finger while I linger thought the child. The tall man said, do not put your finger in the pen….
This week is cruising along! Today, again, I’ve gotten so much accomplished. A trip to the post office was needed to mail out both jewelry and masks to buyers. I’ve made jewelry since 2009 and fabric face masks since – well, you know when, this April. In addition, I needed to mail thirty new pieces…
If you are reading this post, it is not what you think it’s about if you just read the title. I woke up this morning feeling that I was being dragged down….down into a black hole. Although I’ve spun around the edge of this hole before, very often around holiday time, I don’t think I’ve…
Several years ago, when I had writer’s circle, the students tried their hand at writing the several types of poems during our month long unit which ran from mid-February to mid-March. My favorites were the color poems and the haiku. I found poetry, using the forms below, helped the young student (third grade) to learn…
Yesterday, I wrote twice. I started a blog because I was angry. Angry at what specifically, I cannot really say because I don’t really know. However, by the time I was finishing the blog, my anger had waned and I did not know exactly how to end the piece. I was also ashamed for feeling…
All photographs are credited to Carol Labuzzetta. © 2018, taken at Alfred University, Alfred NY, November 2018. No permission exists to reproduce in any form. Thank you!
Next to me on the chair the pillow states, Refuge Cabin Sweet Cabin Says the same as Home Sweet Home There’s no place like it. Luckily, we can reach our cabin with an easy three hour drive. With COVID-19 numbers vastly increasing our state (Wisconsin), we are now making the trip without any stops. We…
I keep hearing a voice saying, “Carol, make sure you press your seams open.” “Carol, don’t forget to trim your threads.” “Carol, take time measuring. Measure twice, cut once.” The voice is my grandmother’s. She’s been long gone, dying at age 92 almost twenty years ago. Born in 1910, she lived through some interesting times….