"Welcome To My Blog"

Today is June 7, 2015, so much has happened in the years since my last update here. On February 28,2014 I suffered a Heart Attack. Probably one of scariest events of my life but deeply grateful that the Lord has spared me. So because of Him I am here today and able to give Him praise. We are enjoying the warm months of summer here in Georgia as we watch the spring like weather fade. I hope all are enjoying the blessings of our great God!
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"For I know my thoughts that I think toward you, saith the Lord, thoughts of peace, and not evil, to give you an expected end. Then shall ye call upon me, and ye shall go and pray unto me, and I will harken unto you. And ye shall seek me and find me, when ye shall search for me with all your heart." Jeremiah 29:11-13


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Lawrenceville, Georgia, United States
Barbara Carlan is a self taught artist living in the southeast. She was born in Washington D.C., was primarily raised in the panhandle of Florida and traveled all over southeastern United States and parts of Washington state as a child of the military. Barbara from an early age showed a passionate interest in art. She began painting and writing poetry in the late 1980's. Now that her life is free from the responsibilities of parenting and the necessary demands of having a growing family, she's able to pursue her true passions, painting, writing, photography and sewing. Barbara has discovered through art that life with it's complexities can find a sweet fragrance of release through the creative process.

Monday, October 5, 2009

"Thought's Of A Homemaker"

The photo is representative of the life of women several generations ago. I remember when a woman would spend the entire day just doing laundry. Today women have a much different experience. The poem below is a brief glimps into our modren homemakers world, the only thing missing is the possibilities of a holding a job too. It's a playful take on the role of women in today's world, I hope you enjoy!


The weatherman says it's raining today,
my hair is a mess and I've nothing to wear.
The house is dirty and it needs to be cleaned,
now where did I place that vaccum machine?


Time to change all the sheets and strip the beds,
take down every cobweb above my head.
Wash all the laundry and empty the trash,
run to the market, then mow all the grass.


Somewhere inbetween, make plans for our dinner,
then run to the Mall to get junior his swimmer.
Running from here, to who really knows where,
oh my, I forgot to brush out my hair!


Time to pull the weeds, from my best flower beds,
pour them a drink, so they don't end up dead.
Take the dog for a walk, just so he can poop,
with a napkin in hand and maybe a scoop.


It seems everyday, there is so much to do,
without anytime, just to buy me new shoes.
What is this craziness, I live everyday,
will I ever find moments, for me just to play.


I dream of long baths with bubbles in ears,
and soap in my eyes, that cause them to tear.
A nap in the shade of the afternoon sun,
with time to reflect on my life over lunch.


The weatherman says that it's raining today,
the house still a mess and I've nothing to wear.
The floors are all dirty and need to be cleaned,
now where did I hide that vaccum machine?


Barbara A. Carlan 6/17/2009


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