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The last of the Christmas lights

the glitter removed from the wrapping

and left with the contents of a sweet cardboard box
old and familiar

filled with nothing but possiblility
and a little nostalgia in the corners

from the prior restet button
that each year brings with it

resolutions made
and new plans etched out

that my dear friend was last year

this is a new page
a new leaf

an empty delicious plain brown thin cardboard box
to fill
and empty

and watch

and breathe life into

happy we hope always

happy posibility

and sweet and savory

Happy Christmas and a Merry New Year to You!

xo

love,
Kim

Bella

Tony!

dust

this is today

i woke very early
and instead of pretending to be normal
and getting me required eight hours

at five
i rose

and made a puppy who is blue
named ralf

then i went into the mountain of laundry
laundry mountain

and putting on my scaling equipement
started the climb

used bleach
this is new

and folded a bunch
and put it in large plastic bag
like the laundromat that takes in laundry
and charges 20 a pound

fresh

then the tub
called me
and the terrible cleaning product
because really it's embarassing but it is grey

and the fumes woke my daughter
what the heck is this awful stuff
but i think it is working magic
on my martha stewart dreams

then i ate old pizza and new tea
and bea my girl
told me she isn't feeling well
it's that time of year
so i called the school

and feed the pets
and did more laundry
and took the dog out
first putting him into the equivilant of a snow suit
perpetually two
i put him in little rubber boots with socks to make
taking them off easier
because of the salt

and returned the depressing but well made film
to the library

and we meet up with a cute weiner dog
who had anger management issues
and yelled at my dog
and scared me
not so cute

and then while the computer warmed up
she's old and finicky

i swept under the love seat
and owen the dog tried to help
eat the dust bunnies
but i shoed him away

and the hanukah is ending tonight
and the tree is up

and things keep coming in the house
like flyers
and greeting cards from people who sold us something
like insurance
and stuff like presents
some we eat
others we wear
others linger

and i am reminded of the heap to charity
that i haven't called for pick up

and all the magazines to read
and books and patterns

and the dust
which likes to settle down
and make its self at home

it's only 9:30

will my tub become sparkling
will the fumes intoxicate us
will we be okay

my smile isn't super white
my teeth are like that

words
paper
fabric
stuff
stuff
stuff

de-clutter
clean
sort
put away

make
create
breathe

live

Thank You!

Thank you to all that made the Crafternoon Tea as lovely and tasty and fun as usual.

Thank you to all that stopped by and to those that purchased my wares.

Lots of my wooly friends found good homes, here are a few of the stories:

Tiny a little bear who likes big things is going to a big baby, that will surely make him happy. Huggy found a young man named Liam who is keen to introduce him to the other soft friends he lives with. Francisio a green puppy with a red polka dot leash will be a surprise for a very special four year old boy. Maximillion Stuffnsuch is boldly going to go to work at the office of a woman who enthusiastically took him home.

Thanks to all.

I am looking forward to opening my suitcases in the future.

I will be at Crafternoon Tea! Please visit!

little lemon lime knitted mary janes

Hans

Isn't he handsome?

I think so!

wooly wordy

It's all about yarn these days.

Knitting.

Crocheting.

Recycling wooly sweaters.

Working at the Yarn store.

Posting yarny creations on etsy.

Colours.

Construction.

Watching people and the knitted garments they are wearing.

Watching films and television and the knitted garments they are wearing.

Fashion TV.

Hel Style blog.

oh and the leaves on my walks with owen the dog,
the orange maple leaves leave me invigorated and full.

did i mention i like wool,
and that autumn is my favorite season?

Thank You!

Thanks to everyone who came and paid me a visit at Word on the Street, as usual it was a wonderful way to meet up.

Thank you. Thank you. Thank you.

Word on the Street

The last Sunday of September offers us Word on the Street.

Sunday September 26th in the lovely Queen's Park in Toronto, many words and pages will be in this extraordinary literary event!

I too will be there in mind, spirt ,body and stuff. I will be exhibiting some of my work for sale under the banner 2 X 4 to the forehead, in the Fringe Beat section of the festival. I will be sharing a space with my witty friend James Spyker who is a fine, word smith and book binder.

In addition to being involved with my own table full of mirth. I have done some illustrations for The Story Walk produced by the MTML (Metro Toronto Movement for Literacy) Very exciting indeed. Please check out the Word on the Street website for more information about this and further details on the event.

Looking forward to seeing you under the trees!

dog with loopy knit ears

How to Begin...

included in summery

http://www.etsy.com/treasury/4c58d35f92148eef474479e9/a-childs-summer-never-ends

my inclusion as part of a summery etsy collection. take a look at these summery finds!

punk rock pork and rice

in he walked

about 30 with flying flag regalia of beer ,bands , tats and skulls

with the prettiest pink mohawk ever

'pork and rice'

he ordered,
delivering me a required scowl and snear

the owner past middle age, asian, slightly plump and relaxed hollered from the table

'hey i like your hair'

'thanks man'
he answered

the owner enquired further
about the hairdo.

'how long it take you to do your hair,
about 2 hours?'

the pink mohawk wearer replyed

'about 15 years'


i waited enjoying the chinese opera, and the old woman that was complaining
and the awesome clashing of floral patterns and the wobegon way the staff did what they must

i got a huge bag of food to take out
the sun glared and i wore sunglasses

and remembered what one of my art teachers used to answer
when someone asked how long it took him to do a certain piece of art

'all my life'

perhaps another answer is

'about 15 years'

the food was a little greasy,
but i knew it would be
but it was delicious

and along with delivering it home
it came with a story at the dinner table
about a very pretty pink mohawk

it's 11am now
do you know where your punk rocker is?

in bed i think shades drawn
in twisted sheets
and full belly.

Pinky

Pinky , originally uploaded by Kim's Suitcase.

thank you for visiting

inside at the computer,
with the urban back door open

i can hear them

constant in their want
of a worm
a grub
an insect

i see two when i look in the hedge
balanced very nicely
a custom buildt nest

so close to us gawky
huge humans
and the rest of city hum

two tiny odd looking little birds
in a perfect circular thatched looking nest

i have seen the mother over them
feeding them
away from them
trusting the little chips
with promise of return

how lucky am i
to witness tiny nature
in this big smoke
of a city
and little infant chips
and odd growing in feather fluff
and such awesome newness
and nature!

clean dog dirty dog silent dog

the dog got clean very clean indeed with lots of mountain man hair shaven to produce a handsome city chappy

then the dog got dirty rolling in a remnant of an unnamed deseased animal

the dog got clean with water jug and bath tub and was very tolerant of this new clean idea

in between i heard about a dog
that came barking
only the barks were silent

as called out 'dog with laringitis'
and said once again
'dog with laringitis'

pink june