Good Gracious

May 28, 2009 by
Right when I thought I was about to lose my mind to this tornado of inventory building I had a pinch of sanity arrive here at Plume Gables and now self care has washed over me in a rogue and benevolent wave and all I can do is breathe and sigh and the reward of it.
Umber Dove has come to town.
She’s better than Santa Claus.

We’ve been sharing lunch alongside the grapevines.
Popping forkfuls of basil, mozza and tomato salad into our mouths.
Gardening for 10 hours straight.
Planting seeds.
Turning earth.

Painting our ghosts.
Dragging our skeletons out of the closet.

Pouring ourselves out (she’s a cup full, I’m half pint).
It’s a good match we women make.
She might be taller, but I’ve been running the in the mountains longer.
Midnight discussions about:
*conceptual art
*the word definition series and the weight of assigned words
*friendships and when to let go
*modeling in Milan
*the work of our men
And all the while
Pinkerton has been flipping his creamy fluff about in the verdant field of Plume Gables.
Penelope has barked at the mailman. 
Farley has hunted bees.
It’s all so ordinary for being so extraordinary.
Filed Under: idaho, plume gables, pocatello, umberdove

Pour vous!

May 19, 2009 by

1.  I keep expecting the weather to turn.  We’ve got dark clouds hung up on Kinport Peak but they can’t manage to crash on through.
2.  I cannot believe how many earrings I have made so far today.
3.  I just watered the new vines on the back fence, their fuchsia blooms do look properly promising!
4.  Macaroni and cheese for lunch.  The homemade sort with extra sharp white cheddar cheese and pepper.
5.  The mailman just strolled by.  I see yellow packages poking out of my mailbox.
6.  I’m wondering what the heck I’m going to make for dinner.
7.  Boy howdy, those lilacs look grand.
8.  Pinkerton practiced his climbing, on my bare legs, while I was sawing a sheet of silver into bits.  I had to teach him the difference between legs and trees.  Now he knows right from wrong.
9.  I forgot to order pearls this morning.  Shoot.
10.  I’m resisting the urge, until 5PM, to drop everything I’m doing and run for the hills.  Those black storm clouds don’t frighten me.  I’ve got the itch to run in the souls of my feet (yes.  i meant souls.).
Filed Under: idaho, pocatello

Bonjour bonjour!

May 18, 2009 by
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

Stopping to Smell the Flowers

May 15, 2009 by
Boy howdy the yard is smelling great!

Besides the bevy of fruit trees and grapevines here at Plume Gables, I just discovered three lilac trees in the yard.  It’s sniffy delicious at the moment but I may go straight to heaven when the lilacs pop.  Are there any other lilac fans out there?  
I’m just back from running with Farley in the hills and it was heady indeed.  The University area in town is pink, yellow white and red with blossoming trees.  It was all I could do to put one foot in front of the other when I was struck with the desire to lay down beneath a crab apple tree and simply breathe.
SOMETIMES 
BREATHING IS
GOOD.

 RW had field day today.  He and his crew hiked 12.3 miles up and down mountains in full line gear (45 pound packs, hand tools, chainsaws and fuel).  He’s tired.  So am I.  We’re laying about in bed watching our single television channel.  The Office (American version) just ended..I think that chick is pregnant…
I’m off to list a few earring in the Etsy shop!
I hope your all well!
XO
PS

Filed Under: idaho, New Jewelry, pocatello

Les nouveaux bijoux!

May 14, 2009 by
This is for Missoula, Montana:

But this is for you:

[kingman arizona turquoise & sterling silver]
I’m in a frenzy, building inventory from scratch for the upcoming shows.  Today I made 37 pairs of earrings and tomorrow I’ll start in on some rings.  I’m dividing the spoils between the Etsy shop  and the upcoming shows and gallery drops in Idaho, Montana and Wyoming.  Believe it or not, it takes a lot of self control to not just let you see everything all at once!
 I WANT TO SPOIL YOU ROTTEN.  BUT I SHOULDN’T.  ALL THAT EYE CANDY IS BAD FOR YOUR TEETH.
XO
Filed Under: idaho, montana, New Jewelry
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