Today the Desert

Tomorrow the Sea

Returned

Vacation was hurry up, slow down, hurry up again
But there were moments of sweet happiness and for that I am grateful.
Here is a few snaps from this week.


Sisters


Family



Flower girl



Models



Grandpa's workshop



Monkeys in the trees



Parties



Double vision



Dessert



Varallo's for Juno

Simple

All day we stalled.
I stalled over dishes, laundry,
My attitude
They stalled with bike rides, Netflix & Legos
& we barely navigated the day
Around us
But finally at 5
We piled into the car
& drove to where the frogs reside
Net & buckets in hand
we meandered around the ponds
In our boots
Sitting in the sun, pealing oranges
Watching snapping turtles
Pop their heads into the afternoon light.

It was there that we left our frustrations,
Mine at the foot of a tree in the elbow of a pond,
Taking deep breaths
& quietly charged anew.

Picnic

Sewed my heart out last week getting ready for Picnic.


& it was so worth it. Not only did i happily sell a bunch I was visited by many frIends from near & far. So grateful to be a part of the picnic festival this year!


My side of the "booth"



Martha & I


Heathers amazing folding vintage hat. Seriously folds like a fan and slips in your purse. Loved it!


Ida Pearl modeling a bonnet.


Chris favorite vintage bicycle.

All in a row

We are soaking up the last bits of August. Picnic, beaches, bike rides....oh my.
This morning I find myself in the park, yawning as I push swings. Gearing myself up for a bike ride home. Reminding myself its only 10am. It might be the case that summer is wearing me out.

Back Porch Studio

I set up on the back porch this afternoon to get down to some sewing. I have a craft faire this weekend & I am short on stock. It was so pleasant to be outside, watching the kids play whilst doing my work. Nothing sweeter!

My new-to-me machine keeps unfolding its grandeur. New tricks & tweaks are showing me how beautiful it handles. I have found a gem for sure. & I do believe I will keep stumbling upon them the more I experiment.

For those curious it's a Nelco LaBelle Xonic, Made in Japan.

Hero

We set out early,
Milo found a yard sale in the neighborhood
And we all went.

Among many fun things they had
A bread machine, stellar art supplies & books
I stumbled on a sewing machine

You see,
My machine,
I have treasured.
A gift from Pat, whose no longer
With us
& being sentimental & all
The machine is important to me.
I learned to sew,
& create like I have never done.

But the machine has
Been worse for the wear,
The handle for the presser foot recently broke
And every time I sew
I am jabbed in the fingers by jagged metal.

Its crossed my mind
Perhaps a new one?

& low
There was one.
Undervalued by its owner
I got it for a song....
& with a bit of tweaking
By my hero above....
I was sewing by the evening.
How sweat it is.....