Unduly Feminine

Unduly feminine.
A focal pendant crafted of filigree agate and sterling silver grabs a glance from strangers. Their eyes focus on the stone, delicate and deep, and then their line of sight trails down the pendant to the anticlastically raised leaf that lingers, somewhere near your navel (they can only imagine) beneath the layers of fabric that cover your skin.

This piece is crafty.
Built to draw and hold gazes.
Made to raise questions and daydreams into thin air, like smoke signals in broad daylight.
It’s not meant for women who are overly modest.
It’s not meant women who are less than womanly.

It’s powerful when worn with intent:
I liken it to a pair of four inch heels with a flirty skirt.
This necklace is made to draw attention to the best parts of a woman: bust, torso, waist, legs, soul and beyond. There’s a shimmer of inner beauty attached to this piece. Expound upon it. Please.

The Unduly Feminine Necklace is built of sterling silver, filagree agate and sexy as hell verve. The stone is set simply in a straight bezel atop a coined baseplate. From the stone setting hangs a length of chain at the end of which is a anticlastically raised leaf, complete with dew drops. A hand crafted toggle closure seals this deal around your swan neck. A hand crafted memento mori, attached to the toggle loop, reminds you to live it up before you go to heaven.

Confessions of Typewriter Tuesday

I HAVEN’T A SINGLE CONFESSION TO MAKE TODAY.
IT’S BECAUSE I’M BUSY WEARING MY HEART ON MY SLEEVE.
YOU CAN READ IT ALL THERE.
IN DREADFUL, SUBLIME, CURIOUS, LOVELY HONESTY.
THAT’S JUST THE WAY IT IS, SOMETIMES.
Sometimes stuff comes in the mail…
Wheeeeee!!!!!!!
Happy Monday to you all!

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Happy Friday to you all, my sweet sugar beets!

I’m so glad of spirit today!
WINGS ON MY HEELS!
This weekend, I have to “work” a little bit.
But it will be worth it…for secret reasons:))))))))))
Yesterday, RW and I agreed that I should take today off. So I did.
I drove about town in Talulah with the dogs in the front seat beside me (Far-Far-Binks is an excellent co-pilot). I went shoe shopping and found a delightful set of grey wedges with blunt toes. I went area rug shopping and found a cute little botanical carpet for our spare room. I went wine shopping and selected a handful of tasty pinot noir bottles. Oof….I sound like a serious consumer! There’s nothing so pleasing as stimulating the economy! I ate sushi for lunch. I got down on all fours and washed the living room floor, vacuumed the entire house, cleaned the kitchen and did a bit of laundry. I rearranged the living room. I weeded out some old pieces of clothing in my wardrobe and sent them to Goodwill. I purchased some feathers from the fly fishing section of our local Ace Hardware (the BEST little hardware store in town…..I also bought my wine selection there!!!!!!!!!!) I played with my dogs and purchased two new toys for them. I bought white flowers, cut them and arranged them in vases around my home. I talked with the mailman. I had breakfast with Sue (avocado benedict). I smooched my man between the kitchen and the back porch and I liked it. Then I smooched him on the front steps and I liked it even more!
Right now I’m baking bread. Hey Rosetta! is playing on the stereo (perhaps my favorite Canadian album of the year — there’s something so achingly Canadian about this music). RW is cleaning the floor in the spare room and in a few minutes we’ll move the furniture back into that space and our home will be normal (finally) again. I’ll snap some photos of the finished renovation job for you! I’m sipping some cool Fumé Blanc. I feel relaxed. After dinner I’m going to draw a hot bath and watch something on my laptop while I soak.
I didn’t realize I needed a day off until I took a day away from my studio.
Sometimes, that bone crushing muse really takes over my life and I forget to rest.
Days like today remind me that resting is good.
And new shoes are good.
And cleaning and wine and Robert are good.
Bless them all.

And bless your bones.
Have a beautiful weekend, my sweet friends.
I’ll see you on Monday.
Love,
The Noisy Plume

The Dog Days of Winter

At some point, this afternoon, a girl put her torch down at her soldering bench, walked up the back steps of her house, wandered into a spare room a boy was busy renovating and said, “Let’s go for a walk. Let’s go for a walk and let’s take the Happy Dog and the Weenie Dog.”
So they did.
The sun flexed its puny little brink-of-spring muscles and the girl took a chance and wore nothing but wool and a teal dress.

When they arrived at the other side of town, the girl and the boy released the Happy Dog into the park.

The Happy Dog ran free and wild.
No other dog could keep up with his pace.
He frothed at the mouth.
He whirled and leaped in the February sunlight.
He peed on a couple of rocks.
He bit his sister on the bottom.

He even managed to get his own spit all over his face.
Then the Happy Dog turned into Psycho-Ewok-From-Hades (which is sort of like a Basilisk in its ability to cause death with a single glance).
The Weenie Dog, quaked and trembled atop her digger paws.
The girl quaked and trembled in her Birkenstocks.
The boy yawned, looked at his wrist watch and said he was hungry.

Then the Happy Dog used the facilities as the heavens above opened up and shone down on their chosen canine of goodness, gladness, sniffiness, and excellent Master Hunter skills.

And the Happy Dog looked out over his domain and
thought, “Idaho is a darn tootin fine place!”

And the humans were happy too and so was Weenie (even though she’s blurry in this photo).

And on the way home, they all stopped at the squirrel tree and laughed
out loud as five of the pests poured out of the squirrel hole and ran up the tree trunk.

And they all had burgers or kibble for dinner
and it was a good day.
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DEDICATED TO CY
BECAUSE HE LOVES FARLEY SO