Tuesday, September 27, 2011

Monday, September 26, 2011

The Stepping Stone

This was the finished product before it dried. It looks like a brownie. The large stars glow in the dark.



This is the finished product. When it stops raining we are going to place it in front of the pretty flowers and take a picture. I had so much fun doing this!! I think I have a new hobby!! (It is going to be a messy hobby, though!)

Shannon Outlaw-Kimsey
9/26/2011

Sunday, September 18, 2011

The Void.


I think Mama said it best yesterday, "I knew it was going to be bad, but I never thought there would be such a HUGE void in my life." Losing Uncle Richard has left a hole in each of our hearts. I am having a hard time knowing what to write, but I know this is a writer's block that will pass. I started a flower garden today, that is going to be "Uncle Richard's Garden." A beautiful butterfly already visited. I hope to continue to add flowers as I see something that inspires me. The purple flowers kept attracting me back to them as I was walking through the garden center. I knew that I had to plant the purple flowers. After planting the flowers I looked up the meaning of the color purple, and this is what I found:

"Purple is the color of good judgment. It is the color of people seeking spiritual fulfillment. It is said if you surround yourself with purple you will have peace of mind. Purple is a good color to use in meditation.

Purple has been used to symbolize magic and mystery, as well as royalty. Being the combination of red and blue, the warmest and coolest colors, purple is believed to be the ideal color. Most children love the color purple. Purple is the color most favored by artists. Thursday's color is purple." (from Emily Gems)

This seems perfect for Uncle Richard's Garden.

Shannon Outlaw-Kimsey

9/18/2011


Saturday, September 3, 2011

Sweet Dreams!



I had two dreams about Uncle Richard. One was last night, one was during a nap today. In the first dream, he had left behind some VCR tapes of him dancing and singing along the river bank in front of his house and of audition tapes for The Bluebird Cafe and his days with the Yazoo Chronicles. The aunts found them, and we all got together to watch them. I was delightful seeing him singing, dancing and happy again like the good ole days! The second dream didn't make quiet as much sense. He wanted me to see "Rio" which I know very little about except that it is an animated movie about a parrot. I guess I need to see the movie to see why! I feel so blessed to have my memories and my dreams, where we can visit with each other again! He is happy.







Shannon Outlaw-Kimsey
9/3/2011