farley and penelope

Bonjour bonjour!

May 18, 2009 by The Noisy Plume

Whew.

Things are heating up here in Pokey.

RW and I spent a luxuriously warm weekend up to our elbows in bike grease and perennials. Our garden is nearly set for summer with the exception of a few more flowering vines I plan on purchasing over the next few weeks. I love a garden I can count on year to year. Ours will be and is replete with poppies, columbines, Virgina creepers, clematis, lupins, hollyhocks, foxglove and a bunch of other beautiful stuffs.

When I wasn’t gardening,

I spent some time flowing through the sunset up in the hills.

The glorious glow of longer days can’t be ignored.

I find myself stretching for the last of the rays

and soaking up hot sunbeams like rain on desert.

Pinky is adjusting to his new home very nicely and in an effort to make him the loveliest kitten ever, we’ve been getting him used to all sorts of experiences and handling him quite a lot. This shot is ensuite bath time. What a fellow. He’s got eyes like Paul Newman.

Penelope Pie is as devious as ever and she requires constant and close watching in order to prevent the catastrophic dispatching of newly planted pansies and petunias as evidenced by this photo where she looks a little soggy after I had to shoot her with the garden hose when I caught her rooting about my new pansy patch.

The Big One nearly blew a gasket when we bumped a batch of pheasant up in the hills. Poor bird dog might go bonkers before September rolls around.

AND THUS, SUMMER BEGINS.

I’m trying to keep the flow of beautiful things steady in the shop and so today you’ll find:

LOVE is… ::::: laguna agate & sterling silver ::::: from the Word Definition Series

Soul Garden::mookaite from Australia & sterling silver

Pearly Gates Cuff::freshwater pearl and sterling silver

heavily rusticated and custom made for a 6 inch wrist

Filed Under: farley and penelope, idaho, New Jewelry, pinkerton, pocatello

Glimpses of Life in Idaho

May 12, 2009 by The Noisy Plume

This past weekend was full of sociality and hubbub.

These are the moments of calm I managed to capture:

Few things are sweeter than big strong men handling babies of all persuasions.

A glimpse of Sequoia’s Fleet Farley afield and following his nose. Bird season doesn’t begin until September but we like to take him out on training runs to challenge his mind and to burn up some of his energy.

My mountain man.

[the bright flames of Indian Paintbrush]

And all of creation is lit with the bright brush strokes of God’s hand. The impasto is hard to miss, the artist’s touch is obvious and when He finished He stuck His paintbrush in the earth and called it good.

Filed Under: farley and penelope, idaho, pinkerton, pocatello

Pinkerton & Fruit & Mommas

May 10, 2009 by The Noisy Plume

:::THE GRAND MOMMA WINNER:::

IF YOU HAVE NOT TAKEN THE TIME TO READ THE WONDERFUL COMMENTS TACKED ON THE TAIL OF THIS BLOG POST, PLEASE DO. SOME OF THEM ARE RATHER MOVING!

Thanks to every lady who took the time to leave me a comment. I copied, pasted, clipped, scrunched and randomly drew a name from a bowl this morning (before my dentist appointment) and the winner is Kat!

Kat, be a dear and email me your mailing address at:

thenoisyplume@gmail.com

Smooches to you all and thanks for playing!

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I’m not a momma

but I sure to have a lot of love and respect for my mum and all the other mothers out there (especially the ones who like to read this blog).

You make the world go round and I hope you feel beautiful, strong, loved and special today!

I want to show my appreciation for you as well so please leave me a comment and tell me what you think the very best thing about being a mother is and I’ll enter your name to win these swanky Old Soul Earrings of the square persuasion! The entry deadline is midnight tomorrow.

And yes, if you are a kitty momma or a doggy momma or a parrot momma or a goat momma you can tell me the best thing about being a momma to something with fur, feathers or scales!

Next on the agenda is the introduction of Mister Pinkerton:

Who is SUCH a silly baby that he needs to be bottle fed!

Penelope Pie takes great delight in playing the part of baby-momma and especially enjoys giving Mister Pinks the puppy nibbles. All over.

Also, this weekend the rest of the Fruits of the Spirit Necklaces made it into the shop.

The series is complete.

I kept “self-control” for myself (Lord knows I could use more of that).

And lastly, my most sincere apologies for taking so long to answer emails and convos this past week. Our lives here at Plume Gables have reached a point of social insanity. I’m doing my best to keep up with it all and I think I managed to catch up with everyone this morning. If I missed your note, please do me the favor of re-sending it my way.

Love, The Plume

PS I held an albino corn snake last night.

It was peach and yellow and had pink eyes.

I have a bit of a snake phobia and it was very therapeutic to hold something

that did not attempt to inject venom into my little human body.

It also did NOT bite and kill my weenie dog Tuba.

So I considered it my friend.

It had a tail like a ballerina.

Filed Under: farley and penelope, New Jewelry, pinkerton

Penelope the Barbarian

April 17, 2009 by The Noisy Plume

Pie can be quite the cuddly thing. Her fur is so soft, she feels like a clipped chinchilla and more than anything, she likes to snuggle. She likes to snuggle so much that at 3AM every night this past week she has started whining and groaning and begging to be let into bed which results in her sleeping on her own in the laundry room (we refuse to indulge her small dog syndrome and will only give her snuggle invitations when she is being very good and very quiet…she’s much less annoying that way). Don’t feel sorry for her. She’s a spoiled little weenie-bebe.

This week while I was up in the hills for a ramble I found a heap of deer bones. Farley and Penelope were sniffing and licking the pile of junk and Farley even picked up a length of vertebrae to carry around in his mouth for a while. I picked up a femur and carried it home for the dogs to chew on in the yard.

Yesterday the femur made its way inside and Penelope unleashed her inner barbarian.

The bone is larger than she.

It’s quite hysterical to see her drag it around. She tried to pull it under the couch yesterday to keep it away from Farley but it wouldn’t fit.

She’s as wolfish as Charlie when it comes to her bone chewing instincts. All her daintiness goes straight out the window when she gets to work on the femur. I wish you could see her in action!

[For those of you who find ME rather barbaric

for dragging part of a deer carcass down from

the hills for my dogs to gnaw on, I cannot

apologize for my actions, because I think it’s

fairly normal and downright practical. Doesn’t everyone

drag dead stuff around for their pets to gnaw on???

A deer femur is bound to be better for a

dog than that rawhide junk.

We’ll ask Jordan, one of the best vets I know.

JORDAN…WHAT DO YOU THINK?!!!]

[image snapped and owned by shavingkitsupplies]

Lastly,

I caved last night and rewarded myself for being such a sassafrass with this Mothra Brooch from

shavingkitsupplies on Etsy. I’ve had this baby in my Etsy favorites for what seems like

months and while I was torn between this brooch and the luna moth brooch

the grey mothra won out in the end.

Have I told you about my brooch collection?

It’s becoming quite grand.

Despite it’s grandness, and the regularity with which I wear everything in my collection, RW still says, “What is that thing you have on? A brooch? Does anybody even wear those things anymore???”

He’s such a sass.

Happy Friday to you all! The tulips and daffodils are popping here.

All my friends are having babies.

The deer are eating the tops off my tulips at night.

I like peanut butter.

Love and flight feathers,

THE PLUME

Filed Under: farley and penelope