It all started with this image from a magazine so many years ago. Small bottles of sand from around the world displayed in a single row on a small shelf. Instantly in love with the idea. I remember saying to myself ... why haven't I been doing that all of my life with all the great beaches I have visited. But then I forgot about collecting sand until a couple of years ago and that image popped back in my head.
I don't have a spot in my house for a long, single shelf, nor do I have enough bottles of sand/dirt yet. Using this little cabinet I bought many years ago as a model, I made myself a larger version to hold the taller bottles that Tara found for the sand collection. (Thank you, Tara). At first I was just using old, odd bottles, but wanted something uniform. I used the band saw, odd pieces of molding and wood around the garage. I finally finished painting/distressing it tonight. I would call it cutely quirky in the fact that it is a little "off", meaning one shelf is about 1/4 inch unlevel. But, hey, it is my first effort. And even better, I finished something this week! I am so in love with my collection all ready! Tara brought some from a couple of her trips. I have been asking all my friends going on vacation to bring me back a snack baggie of dirt or sand.
A crow is softening something in the bird bath. That crow lives at the bird bath when she is not walking around on the roof.
I have 8 snowballs blooming after hard pruning. (Waiting for next year). Have purchased another to plant to block a view in my backyard.
To stay off the computer yesterday, I had marathon-Netflix-movie-day. I felt better for it.
Honeysuckle blooming after a very hot day yesterday.
I have been very distracted lately. Trying to catch up with all of my projects. Making Brantlers. Cleaning house. I am getting ready for a big adventure in a couple of weeks. So much to do, so little time.
I have not had a sick day in a long time, but something got me yesterday. Today I am missing my Wordpress Conference in Seattle.
Due to heavy pruning, I only have a handful of Snowballs. Planted a couple of new mint plants last week. The Italian heather is all but dead.
The birds have finally returned to the yard, despite the feral cat I have to chase away daily. Talkative Stellar Jays, inquisitive Crows, Flickers running amok, and Sparrows darting around to catch a Crane fly meal. Pink Clematis petals litter the ground while every little thing is beginning to bloom. The sun feels good!
Because of my "bad spelling" and "faux pas", I feel obliged to check and recheck my spelling now as not to totally humiliate myself. ;0 Thankfully, I don't write for a living.
My heart went all-a-twitter when I spotted this Italian Heather at my local GFC the other day. Had to buy this one for mom and me for Mother's Day. Now if I can just keep it alive!
Managed to delete about 10 grocery bags of clothes that I have been holding onto for years. Still have lots to go, but this is a good start for now. Getting ready for the kids to move back in a couple of months. Lots of cleaning and cleaning out to do!
I honestly have no idea where my week went. Appointments, meetings, logos, finishing up my newest venture into laser cutting and etching ... but really, nothing that I can look around and say, wow, look at what I did this week.
It is all in the tiny details! Thousands of flowers raining down from the Maple trees, so small and delicate. They look like tiny ballerinas.
Thank you to my lovely neighbor for sharing her lilacs!
Matt and I have been running back and forth to the front of the house looking for the Super Moon. It finally appeared! We have all been watching it rise and it is amazing. Blinding. Eerie. Matt says he has had some really good energy today ... we were thinking it is the full moon.
But running in and out while the sun was setting, the air was so incredibly sweet. Filled with blooming wonderfulness... smells of sweet honey.
Matt and I just stood there, breathing in deeply, trying to describe what we were smelling.
My last run out, there was the sweetness with a hint of a fire in someone's fireplace down the street. A magic evening.
I created all of these May wallpapers for Smashing Magazine submission and completely forgot about them. ;( I realized I haven't made one in over a year! My how time flies. (Google has completely changed the way to share photos ;( so I hope the links work!)
I found myself on manyfloralblogs and sitesthis morning. A treat with my morning coffee. Reading the intro for one that said "I love flowers". And I thought I love flowers, but I love them one at a time. I love Thee, Flower. Shooting one, exploring one, watching them naturally do their magic and trying to record how lovely they are in bloom and out. I want to make a living from exploring, photographing, illustrating FLOWERS. Wouldn't that be a hoot!
I want the moose! Don't you love this kind of vision, creativity and skill? Malen Pierson"can best be described as a folk artist, a collector of found objects, and a true innovator when it comes to the integration of old tools, farm equipment, antiquities, and all forms of metal. Few people have the creative vision to see what discarded items can become. Yet Pierson skillfully practices the art of fusion – weaving rare and abandoned metals, tools, and recycled materials into highly desirable art forms."