Summer Begins

I don’t judge the start of summer by any particular date or outdoor temperatures. Nor do I claim it begins when my tomatoes are of a certain height or when the raspberry patch reaches a certain level of prolific productivity.  It does not start, for me, on some lingering solstice when the sky spins with an eternal twilight and the thick scent of wildflowers on the mountain slopes makes my lungs slow and romantic.

I mark the start of summer when he leaves. 
It ends when he comes home.

I just sent him to Winthrop, Washington to attend 2010 smokejumping rookie training — to jump out of air planes and fight forest fires. I just sent him on what might be the adventure of a lifetime and quite possibly to the most difficult physical (and mental) experiences he’ll ever have in life! But I won’t be outdone in this realm and I plan to have my own adventures this summer.  Lots of them.  My head and heart are in excellent spaces, I’m feeling light as a feather.  


I stake my claim on this season 
and will draw from it 
only the 
very 
best 
good.







Bon voyage, best friend and lover.


My heart is steadfast.
And I believe in you.
Wish him luck!
Send him positivity, prayers and strength!
See you about, chickadees!
xx

Updating My Life

Oi vey!
I have a plethora of life details to share with you!!!

I’ve missed you. I’ve missed my home. I’ve missed Idaho. I’ve missed Mister Pinkerton.
And land sakes! I’ve missed my princess and the pea bed!
RW and I are finally home, for at least a couple of months, in Pocatello, Idaho. I cannot tell you how good it feels. We figure in the past 6 weeks we’ve been away for a total period of about 4 weeks and it feels like it! I’m so relieved to be off the road, out of the airports and back to my homespace on this enchanting piece of property we’ve named Plume Gables.
This morning, I woke very early to the sound of Pinky knocking some potted plants off a shelf in the laundry room — the poor fellow is a bit feral after this last jaunt of ours and so I couldn’t be angry with him for breaking some pottery and making a horrendous mess this morning. In fact, I was somewhat glad he woke me up so early. I showered, put my hair in a cute-little-war-bride-bun at the nape of my neck, popped on a pair of heels and had a gloriously hot cup of tea in the quiet morning light. I watched the sun rise. I reflected on life. I evaluated the accomplishments and happenings of month of January, 2010 and then I moved on to computer work.

When I’m away, I don’t do any computer oriented upkeep so it’s been a bit overwhelming this morning. I won’t go into those details because they are heinously boring but I DO have two other details to share with you:
1. We’re up for another life change as RW has been hired on as a smokejumper at the Winthrop Washington smokejumping base!
I know what you’re thinking right now:
WHAT?
RW IS GOING TO LIVE IN ANOTHER STATE THIS SUMMER TO SMOKEJUMP?
WHAT IS THIS SMOKEJUMPING ANYWAY?
WHY IS JILLIAN SUPPORTING HIM IN THIS WHEN HIS CURRENT JOB IS ALREADY SO TOUGH ON HER IN THE SUMMERTIME?
Officially, I want you to know that I TOTALLY support him in this job change. As a couple, we’ve always believed in helping each other chase down huge dreams and life goals. Smokejumping has been one of RW’s dreams for at least a decade now. He’ll still be fighting forest fires, but he’ll be jumping out of planes to do initial attack fire fighting instead of hiking in with a crew of twenty dudes. I’m really proud of him because smokejumping is for the best of the best of wildland fire fighters. I can’t stress how incredibly elite this job is and how difficult it is to get into smokejumping in the first place. I believe in him, his abilities, his leadership skills, and his ability to work independently and I think Winthrop picked an incredible man for the job. Robert’s the bomb and the best man I know. Let’s hope he’s good with a parachute.
We aren’t moving to Washington. Yet. RW needs to make it through rookie training which has a 40% failure rate! Fingers crossed that he makes it through and gets to live this dream. I’m so proud of him, I feel so close to tears as I write this, I’m just that darn proud.
It’s going to make for a bloody tough summer for me, tougher than the past two I’ve made it through while he’s been hotshotting. But I know this is something he needs to do and I don’t want him to have any regrets in life. So we’re all going to make it through. I know that already.
To be quite, terribly frank, I would rather have RW smokejump for ten years straight than
stay on his former hotshot crew for one more year for reasons I shant disclose here.
***IF YOU ARE NEW TO THIS BLOG, WELCOME! PLEASE CLICK ON THE COLORED LINKS IN THE ABOVE PARAGRAPHS TO SEE THE WIKI DEFINITIONS OF WHAT RW DOES OCCUPATIONALLY!
2. The Rumors of the Sea series is going to hit the Etsy shop tomorrow. I have had a heap of inquiries about this design series so I’m going to set the listing time for 7PM MST. Be there or be square! And thank you so much for your interest in this series. I’m still so excited about it, the concept does not yet feel finished so if you miss out on one of these designs, not all is lost! I’m still dreaming of all the different things I can do with metal, glass and stone when it comes to recreating the sea with jewelry designs…
These necklaces are SO cool and are built entirely from scratch, including the enameled focal pieces. The only things I didn’t make with my bare hands are the pearls, coral and iolite components. Obviously! I’ve worked so hard on this series, I can’t wait to see where they fly off to!
Now I’m off to eliminate the remainder of my computer duties and then out to the studio to swing some hammers!
Loving on you birds something fierce,
THE NOISY PLUME
PS Thanks so much to all the amazing guys and gals that took the time to meet up with RW and I on our journey to and from Tucson. It was such a pleasure to camp, eat, drink, laugh and love with you. Thanks for your friendship and for being part of our lives!