Wherein The Plume Squanders An Afternoon

January 10, 2011 by
On Saturday, I was having one of those afternoons when everything I touched broke, burned or exploded (sometimes all at once).  I trudged into the house where RW was working on the un-bathroom renovations, grabbed him by the shoulders and told him, “Please tell me it’s ok to go lay on the couch and read a book for the rest of the day.  Just tell me those words and I will.“

He looked at me and said, “Jillian, go lay on the couch and read a book for the rest of the day.“

So I did.
And we were all together in our humble homestead.  

I made a pizza for dinner and then we laid about in bed and read our books together when night came.
An afternoon (and evening) well squandered, I say.

I’ve been sleeping like a fitful little monster lately and really hit the wall on Friday, nearly stumbling out of my studio I was so suddenly and deeply fatigued.  It’s been nice to lallygag about this weekend.  We’re about to head out the door on a wee date!  Ooh la la!
What ever shall I wear!???
RW is baking chocolate chip cookies for us to sneak into a movie theater.  I’m contemplating making dill pickle popcorn to take as well, just a wee snatch of it…

Renovation update:  
We now have a bathroom floor!  Not a finished bathroom floor.  But a floor.  RW finished all the new plumbing, rebuilt all the floor joists and laid the sub-floor!  Yay!  We’re over half way finished with this renovation and I had a really lovely bath in the kitchen sink this morning…if bathing didn’t require being in a birthday suit I would surely film the fiasco for you.  I’m sure I look like a starling in a tiny puddle.

Be well, chickadees!
xx

PS  I’m on book five now.  


PSS  In exactly one week we will have our new little girl at Plume Gables!  Yee haw!
Filed Under: plume gables, weekend

Slacker

October 2, 2010 by
I love Saturdays:
A slow and lazy wake up, 
coffee in the French press, 
the irrigation ditch flowing in the yard and giving more green to the plums, the grapes and the roses, 
that purple smell of the concords bursting into ripeness in clusters along the fence line,
 the mountains across the street under a blanket of blue sky, 
Talulah at the curb looking so fine, 
the chickens loose and rooting about for bugs,
 riding to the farmer’s market on my cruiser (clunker) with Penelope in the pannier and buying my veggies for the week, 
a raspberry and spinach smoothie (don’t knock it until you’ve tried it),
RW outside putting the second coat of paint on my studio,
picking carrots from my garden,
 picking tomatoes and basil from the garden and preparing to can more pasta sauce,
editing photos from our trip in the Sawtooths and editing my prose to go with the images,
looking forward to a hot bath and good book tonight,
perhaps a crisp gin and tonic with extra lime in the heat of the afternoon,
and watching Saturday roll away under my fingertips like a handful of quarters.
I’m happy to squander it.
I realize I’ve been a slacker this week.
I actually have only spent one day in the studio since last Saturday but I will say this for myself (it’s something I realize more and more), since my work is creative work, I’m never NOT working.  I’m constantly taking in texture, movement, color, shape, and the natural world around me.  Once those details are in my system, I’m constantly processing how they make me feel, how I could recreate them, how I could use them to construct a piece of jewelry, what I have to say about them, how I’d like to capture them with a camera or with prose.  I never truly quit working, but my work is sometimes restful, regardless.
Necessarily, in this order:
There’s lunch.
Then there’s the Sawtooths.
And then I will give you the Golden Ticket Contest and the annual Plume Gables jam giveaway!
Put on your sunglasses, this week is going to be bright.
xx
Plume
Filed Under: garden, look at those juicy carrots, weekend

On A Perfect Saturday We Like To:

March 21, 2010 by
1. Create a delicious lunch before taking Talulah out to the antique shops:
Salad: baby spinach, cucumber, cilantro, goat cheese, strawberries & poppy seed dressing
Sandwich: freshly baked wheat bread, extra sharp cheddar cheese, salted butter

2. Commence garden preparation.

Turn the soil. Rebuild stone borders. Move perennials around the yard.

Create a new shrine for Mister Gormley.

3. Finally catch a snapshot of the ghost in the living room.

4. Breathe deep.
5. Keep friends on the brink of our hearts and minds.
Friends who need to be lifted up.
6. Walk the dogs through the mountains.
7. Touch the bright green of crocus as they push up from the ground between the cheatgrass.
8. Bake cinnamon buns, ginger snaps & stuffed portobello mushrooms.
9. Hang onto Mister Pinkerton and swivel our noses in his white fur.
10. Ignore our phones, computers and everything else that is part of the real world.
Yup.
That’s a perfect Saturday.
Happy Spring to you all!
xxxxxxxx
Filed Under: saturday, weekend

La fin de la semaine!

February 22, 2010 by

1. Cruising to the hardware stores in Talulah. Rolling around corners like an ocean going vessel. Laughing out loud. Happy place.

2. Having the dogs on board. Farley sits sharp and Penelope hunts for crumbs.
3. Haunting the plant sections in the hardware stores and coming home with a new vine or two, cinder blocks, floor mouldings, painters tape…
4. Working on the hippocampus belt buckle! She sits 3/4 finished out in the studio!
5. Hanging the wet laundry to dry.
6. Ten fast miles on foot. Two hours on a yoga mat. 17 cups of tea. Dark chocolate. Popcorn.
7. Olympics. Ice dance, specifically. “I’ve been everywhere man….”
8. A hot bath infused with eucalyptus and Hulu.com.
9. Supporting THIS girl by finally purchasing her album with an iTunes giftcard Mme sent me as a Valentine. Lovelove.
10. Finally, almost getting Christmas presents together for a handful of gals who have been so doggone patient.
11. Nine pairs of Specimen Earrings.
12. Homemade pizza. Spinach salad. Leg warmers.
13. One tall gin & tonic with extra lime.
14. Watching the squirrel tree with Farley on the Idaho State University campus: There’s this tree and it has a hole and every time we walk past it, between five and seven squirrels pour forth from the hole and I always fall down into the frozen grasstips and laugh hysterically.
15. Feathered do-hickies.
16. Transplanting the orchids.
17. Planning to catch up on my blogosphere readings but failing miserably and playing around outside in the sun beneath an Idaho blue sky instead.
18. A Saturday morning sleep in.
19. Ignoring my phone (though that’s not out of the ordinary).
20. Ink and paper and a plan for a silver swan.
Here’s hoping your weekend was swell!
Yee haw,
J
PS Oh no. I just acquired hockey depression…

PPS Just in case you want to witness the amazingness (I wish I was a the gal that made her that earring):

Filed Under: talulah, volkswagen, weekend
January 18, 2010 by

-grapefruit for breakfast
-catching up on letter writing
-enameling in the studio all day Sunday
-dreaming up a new design series
-a hot bath with eucalyptus essential oils
-skate-skiing in the mountains on some fast snow
-watching Adam in bed
-flirting and giggling in bed
-researching narwhals
-baking bread
-a pot of licorice tea
-a glass of champagne
-a stroll in the sun
-5 mile run
-2 necklaces completed
-praying for snow
-hearing Neko
-collecting twigs
-cuddling Penelope
-framing windows
-sketchbook
-sunrise

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