graduation and motherhood

The days are long and the years are short. Last night was the last orchestra concert. Saturday night graduation. My to-d0 list is long. At the top will be to remember to enjoy the present.

Thanks for dropping by. This summer I hope to post more regularly. And with some luck, my Etsy store will be open for those who have asked for cards and posters from my books and knitting life. Soon.

Happy Spring

chick on image to download card

Here's the thing about blogs, they are often started with the loftiest of intentions. Take mine, for example. I had planned to post every Friday. No matter what. I was positive I would post more often than that. But books have a way of taking over the nooks and crannies of your life. My last post was in January. And now it's May.

There's just a bit of last minute work for me on the knitting book due out next Spring. The Hanukkah Trike will be out this Fall. I'm back at my desk now with a head full of stories and a summer packed with ideas. Stay tuned.

Thanks for visiting.

With some help from Photoshop and an very old photo, looking back to an early birthday, this week I celebrated a momentous one!

August 18 2009

It's Tuesday. Mostly sunny here in Iowa. The kind of late summer day that makes one feel empowered enough to think this might be the day to meet all sorts of goals that would seem down right foolish on a gray, rainy day. A goal like maybe updating one's website.

I did try. I did make one change. But this blog has become my escape route, my backdoor. Visit me here, I wrote on what became the only entry I made on www.michelledwards.com/ I had wanted to write something about my book Alef-Bet, now back in print after many years. The above illustration is from the book. Ah well, you did see it here. And it's on Amazon. And wherever fine books are sold, as my husband is so fond of telling those kind enough to inquire.

Knitters, check out this week's Lion Brand Newsletter for my latest story, Back to School.

Other news to report has to do with owls. The one who showed up in the woodpecker's tree the other night. A glorious specimen. Huge. Commanding. And I think maybe a sign of something grand to come. When I was rewriting Jackson Friends, hoping that Harcourt would finally offer me a contract, I spotted an eagle on my walk. Now an owl. I know what I hope it means. Stay tuned.

Enjoy the last days of summer.

Friday

Here's what I had planned to post. Long, witty stories that told of what I have done in my absence from this blog. Wonderfully crafted, they would only hint at the majestic evening walks I have taken in the Iowa countryside. Without bragging, referring to the shawl almost done, lace almost perfect. The tiny purse entered in Home Ec Workshop's purse contest. (Iowa City folks, don't forget to vote!) The magnificent trip to Camp Ramah and the company of other children's book writers, new friends, I think. And my homegrown group, the Tall Grass writers. But here it is late Friday afternoon. The buzzer just rang. Time to need the challah for tonight's meal. So a humble offering to any followers of this blog. An image, rough and tumble. Posted.