I love March.
I love it when it comes in like a lamb and goes out like a lion.
I love it when it coaxes the tulips and daffodils out of the dirt and then suddenly
decides to snow and blow and frost and freeze all over the buds
of sweet, darling nature.
Oh, silly nature, don’t you know by now that March is a tease?
I know that March is a tease.
Yesterday I was drifting about The Gables on cloud nine with a springy draft blowing in from the North.
I went to sleep with gardening dreams in my fluffy little head and woke up to a few inches of new snow that fell in the night and a heinous wind out of the North.
I don’t mind. March is a tease. She’s a glorious old flirt. The fresh snow in the low country means there’s a new and sassy layer of powder in the high country and I’m going to take my new skis out for a blitz sometime this week (might even coax dad to come with)!
I am, after all, a cup-half-full kind of girl!
Back to this necklace. It’s big. It features several of my favorite design elements: hollow form, long trailing pendants that drop from a focal pendant, coral, antlers and two dimensional forms. Whew. Made for a lady who isn’t afraid of false springs. Made for a lady who likes to garden but keeps a wee shard of ice in her soul because she finds all-things-Arctic particularly blissful.
Humdinger.
It’s built of sterling, 14 carat gold, coral and prehnite.
In other news, I’ve been faffing about the studio all day long waiting for my mum and dad to arrive and they seem to be taking there sweet time between Montana and here! Yeesh.
Mundane life details:
1. I’m making quinoa and steamed broccoli for dinner. That sounds meager…perhaps I’ll add an elk sausage avec moutarde!!!
2. Today I casted something. I can’t wait to show you!
3. Yesterday and most of today, I had a pinched nerve in my lower back. One hour ago, my discomfort disappeared after I did three sets of ten pull-ups out in the studio. Huh…
4. Plum gave Judith a kiss. It was quite the sight to behold.
5. Have I told you that RW gave me an ameraucana chicken last week! She’s going to lay me blue eggs after she recovers from the dismal life she had before she became mine…already, after free ranging in the yard for a week, her feathers have filled out and she seems much more confident! The Gables is officially a chicken rescue!
Here she is!
Her name is Debbie Gibson.
6. Isn’t Lionel beautiful?
He hails from the same ranch as Mister Pinkerton (the same mother as well, in fact). Next time there’s a batch of kittens out at the Gilbert Ranch, I’m going to claim a fluffy tiger kitten like this.
7. I’m wearing galoshes.
8. RW spent the entire day cleaning the house. Isn’t he wonderful? Don’t you want one like him?
9. I just checked the mail, one second ago, and there was a pink letter from Corinna.
10. Sometimes I wish we could all get together, in the summer, and camp on a beautiful lake and have campfires and splendiferous s’more making and star watching. Do you ever dream of such jamborees?
xx
The Plume