Fake Fandom Or The-Green-Thing is more interesting than a football


The Green Thing

I live in the Northwest so you can imagine that there is a lot of green, blue and silver/white everywhere I go. We never watched sports on TV while growing up. In my home as an adult we no longer even have anything other than streaming sources. My only child who is sporty is my adopted son! I’m a geeky, book reading, movie watching, puppet making, cross-stitching, artistic, animal adoring, self sustaining mini-farming, mothering writer.


Seahawk theme puppet #1


Seahawk gal puppet


Seahawk puppet #2

After the Superbowl last year the sense of joy and elation around the entire Puget Sound was so high we kind of felt left out. My daughter had a wonderful idea of making para-cord bracelets in sport team colors. Para-cord bracelets are one of her hobbies though she rarely sells any so we are trying to do better.

I decided I will support her and my own chances of selling things by making some puppets using team colors. I placed three blue puppets and three of other colors on my in-progress rack. I started picking eyes, accessories, features, etc. Now a week later two of the other colors are done and make me smile.


During the same weekend the Seahawks again won a chance to go the Superbowl, I still feel nothing about the three blue puppets in their varied stages of complete.

Ahhhh! Fake fandom. You can’t fake being a fan. But I don’t have to feel anything for these puppets because someone will still love them.


I have an event in 30 days. MythicWorlds! I need puppets to sell along side copies of my book. If three puppets get homes because other people are fans then I have succeeded in bringing them joy. Which means no fake fandom for me. I’m a supporter of fans!

I will just keep making fun puppets!



Summer has faded away into high speed winds, rainbows in the rain and the need for cozy blankets and sweaters. Dragonflies, one of my favorite friends of summer, will have to wait to visit again until next year. They have been giving their final goodbyes to us on these sunny days that have been showing up in the middle of the fall weather.

Dragonflies like the one above were all over my wedding. I had pretty, little white dragonflies on my dress and veil. The colored ones were sticking out of the center pieces and dancing across the cake. I have always loved this particular sophisticated bug.

In July of 2009 the Northwest was enduring record triple-digit temperatures. I was trying to be a vendor for the first time at a faerie event a state away. We were all way too hot, nothing seems to be going right and I didn’t know if I would even get to go. A few days before leaving my father nearly died, but got to the hospital before he had a heart attack. They did surgery and he was able to meet me in my driveway the night before I was supposed to leave with a box full of turned-wood fairy tops he’d made for me to take. He couldn’t get out of the car and looked weak, but I now knew I could go because he was safe.

Still the heat persisted. I couldn’t fit things in the car so we were trying to change the plans. I needed to take the big van that hadn’t had a tune up or oil change in preparation for the 7 hour drive. I sewed my finger trying to get one more product made. I was sure I wouldn’t be leaving in the morning. We all gave up loading the van and took a break. I wanted to try being a vendor to share my art with others. I wanted to jump into the new adventure, but I couldn’t find the will power as I stood looking through my open front door to the trees outside.

Sigh… But then a dragonfly, fat and purple, zipped into my house, stopped right in front of my face and looked at me. We considered each other for a moment before he turned and sped back into the sweltering evening air. I suddenly knew I could do it. I knew that we would get things packed into the van as the evening air cooled us. I would load up my two kids that were joining me and we would be headed to the glorious state of Oregon in no time. FaerieWorlds here we come! The following night, sleeping in a field I thought about that dragonfly. It had reminded me to pause and not give up. I’ve had some of the most magical experiences of my life in that same field each summer since. We are visited by dragonflies while we’re there in the Faerie Realm, but none have had quite the impact as my little friend who visited my entry that hot night.

I love dragonflies!

Seeing Magic in our Lives

  We can see magic wherever we choose to, be it the fairies that skimmed by unseen or magic that flowed from the earth to brighten our lives. The magic of a spider web sprinkled with dew or the magic of flour, sugar, water and eggs turning into those magical childhood treats called cookies, we are surrounded by magic of the mind, heart and world, if we so choose to see it this way.

 IMG_6458 A gnome hiding in a local park.

The smile of my now one year old daughter has been magic since I first saw it a year and a half ago. Her color changing eyes smile too, as little sideways half moons. My oldest son has those same eyes. Waking up every morning to this little girl’s smile of utter joy has changed me, shown me magic.

IMG_8509That smile!

    The amazing fog-affected frost our region experienced last year was magic. I wish I’d been able to get a picture. It took me a week to figure it out and each outing I happened to forget my camera. (I don’t yet have a fancy phone with a good camera quite yet.) The fog, thick with moisture, would hit the cold leaves and twigs only to freeze into ice drops. As another bank of the week long fog drifted by, another layer of ice clung to the previous creating ethereal, unreal looks to all the abundant plant life of the Northwest.

I have even found magic in the amusement of having my Egyptian Fayumi chickens climb up two stories to my master bedroom deck. Incidentally they are named Meep and Fay. (Some of you may know the significance of this. If you don’t… Keep reading in the future.)

Where do you find magic? What wonderful thing in this world amaze you and bring you joy? Let me know what you find magic in.

IMG_4907Icicles the week our Fairy Changling was born.