Comments on: Letters to Louise http://nelliewindmill.com/2010/06/27/letters-to-louise/ Original Art to Keep Your Head in the Clouds Fri, 20 Jan 2012 18:06:37 +0000 hourly 1 http://wordpress.org/?v=3.3.1 By: Katherine http://nelliewindmill.com/2010/06/27/letters-to-louise/#comment-274 Katherine Sun, 27 Jun 2010 16:22:23 +0000 http://nelliewindmill.com/2010/06/27/letters-to-louise/#comment-274 <p>Suzi, that was beautiful. Thank you! I spent a few months working in aged care as a student social worker. Most of my work was with the families, it was heart-wrenching.</p> <p>Wow, Italy! Unfortunately we're still going to be in the UK. We've decided to start traveling much slower and spend more time on our respective projects, which we're both very happy about.</p> <p>P.S. I read and very much enjoyed your blog post on your rock collection this morning. It's funny, I was going to include a Mary Oliver poem under "This is Something I Like"!</p> Suzi, that was beautiful. Thank you! I spent a few months working in aged care as a student social worker. Most of my work was with the families, it was heart-wrenching.

Wow, Italy! Unfortunately we’re still going to be in the UK. We’ve decided to start traveling much slower and spend more time on our respective projects, which we’re both very happy about.

P.S. I read and very much enjoyed your blog post on your rock collection this morning. It’s funny, I was going to include a Mary Oliver poem under “This is Something I Like”!

]]> By: suzi banks baum http://nelliewindmill.com/2010/06/27/letters-to-louise/#comment-273 suzi banks baum Sun, 27 Jun 2010 16:04:24 +0000 http://nelliewindmill.com/2010/06/27/letters-to-louise/#comment-273 <p>Dearest Nellie, My KatherineSister across the planet, but right here in my heart,</p> <p>I read this post directly after having gotten up off my rug, having done yoga with my 12 year old Catherine. This is the first time we have really done yoga together, if you don't count the months of her in utero when I began my teacher training for TriYoga.</p> <p>That. Then reading your post.</p> <p>There are no coincidences, just unexpected gifts from the Universe. I found you, through Michael and my wordpress thing. How much of a gift you have been to me. And I see you gluing one of my favorite papery things to a canvas...and I better do my list just to keep up with you.</p> <p>Being a daughter means many things. My Mom is in a nursing home, vacated my life in a certain way, but present is a very specific way. She has Alzheimer's Disease.</p> <p>So, I like to pay attention to things, to living in the present, because I see how easily all that can slip away dandelion fluff. Where did she go?</p> <p>So here:</p> <p>This is something I like: Berries. Especially ones I pick. Blue. Straw. Black in particular. Currants. Thimbleberries. I desire to pick cloudberries.</p> <p>This is something I remember about you: The herb garden you made with an old wooden ladder. You laid in on the ground and planted in to the spaces with different herbs. So cool.</p> <p>This is something I wonder about: What exactly happened when I was 3 to 5 years old and have no memories and few photos of that time. I know it was a bad time. I wish I knew more. I have done my work around this and am fine with never knowing more. Mostly.</p> <p>This is something I am rather Rubbish at: Car maintenance. I leave it all to my husband. All of it. Tires changed. Cleaning. I like to drive it. I put gas in it. I leave the rest to him. Maybe someday I can take a class. Maybe not.</p> <p>This is something I did today: I wore this long Chinese robe to the breakfast table. It is purple and elegant and impractical and it is hard to walk down the basement steps in it. I got it from Joan. I love the way I feel in it- dressed up and ready to be served.</p> <p>Well dearest. I read your words. I wrote mine. Now I wonder where you and Michael will be in August as we are spending a week in Monte San Savino, Italy the driving to Munich. Our son is doing an exchange at a school in Munich this fall. Let me know. We could have an artist date!</p> <p>Love and hugs for you, brave girl, S</p> Dearest Nellie, My KatherineSister across the planet, but right here in my heart,

I read this post directly after having gotten up off my rug, having done yoga with my 12 year old Catherine. This is the first time we have really done yoga together, if you don’t count the months of her in utero when I began my teacher training for TriYoga.

That. Then reading your post.

There are no coincidences, just unexpected gifts from the Universe. I found you, through Michael and my wordpress thing. How much of a gift you have been to me. And I see you gluing one of my favorite papery things to a canvas…and I better do my list just to keep up with you.

Being a daughter means many things. My Mom is in a nursing home, vacated my life in a certain way, but present is a very specific way. She has Alzheimer’s Disease.

So, I like to pay attention to things, to living in the present, because I see how easily all that can slip away dandelion fluff. Where did she go?

So here:

This is something I like: Berries. Especially ones I pick. Blue. Straw. Black in particular. Currants. Thimbleberries. I desire to pick cloudberries.

This is something I remember about you: The herb garden you made with an old wooden ladder. You laid in on the ground and planted in to the spaces with different herbs. So cool.

This is something I wonder about: What exactly happened when I was 3 to 5 years old and have no memories and few photos of that time. I know it was a bad time. I wish I knew more. I have done my work around this and am fine with never knowing more. Mostly.

This is something I am rather Rubbish at: Car maintenance. I leave it all to my husband. All of it. Tires changed. Cleaning. I like to drive it. I put gas in it. I leave the rest to him. Maybe someday I can take a class. Maybe not.

This is something I did today: I wore this long Chinese robe to the breakfast table. It is purple and elegant and impractical and it is hard to walk down the basement steps in it. I got it from Joan. I love the way I feel in it- dressed up and ready to be served.

Well dearest. I read your words. I wrote mine. Now I wonder where you and Michael will be in August as we are spending a week in Monte San Savino, Italy the driving to Munich. Our son is doing an exchange at a school in Munich this fall. Let me know. We could have an artist date!

Love and hugs for you, brave girl, S

]]> By: Katherine http://nelliewindmill.com/2010/06/27/letters-to-louise/#comment-271 Katherine Sun, 27 Jun 2010 11:45:22 +0000 http://nelliewindmill.com/2010/06/27/letters-to-louise/#comment-271 <p>Wow, thank you Margaret. You've gone and made me get all teary :)</p> <p>P.S. you are on my list :)</p> Wow, thank you Margaret. You’ve gone and made me get all teary :)

P.S. you are on my list :)

]]> By: Margaret Tyson http://nelliewindmill.com/2010/06/27/letters-to-louise/#comment-268 Margaret Tyson Sun, 27 Jun 2010 04:35:59 +0000 http://nelliewindmill.com/2010/06/27/letters-to-louise/#comment-268 <p>"Louise", if you do read Katherine's letter, I want you to know that this is a remarkable young woman and that you should be very proud of her. She is undertaking a multi faceted journey, a journey of the spirit and heart as well as a physical one. You would be enriched yourself, by becoming a part of that journey.</p> “Louise”, if you do read Katherine’s letter, I want you to know that this is a remarkable young woman and that you should be very proud of her. She is undertaking a multi faceted journey, a journey of the spirit and heart as well as a physical one. You would be enriched yourself, by becoming a part of that journey.

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