Posts Tagged ‘This Life’

Our Annual Camping Trip

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This kid took me camping this year! We had a fabulous time–hard to believe he’s almost 18!

Geo picked out our site and even paid for our reservation! When did he get to be such a grown up? We had such a lovely time — it’s become a tradition, this mother/son camping trip. But this had to be our best trip ever. We hiked and cooked over the fire and the weather was absolutely amazing… I don’t think it dropped below 55 degrees, so it was downright balmy.

I’m still this child’s mother and our conversations still have a certain “tone.” But more and more, we’re becoming good friends. I’m so thankful for that we’re paving the road to being fast friends when he is an adult. Which, frankly, feels like it’s right around the corner!

When we came home he hauled all of our equipment down to storage and then put on a load of laundry, “Hey, anything you want me to wash for you while I’m at it?”

Yeah, right around the corner.

Walking With My Sweetheart At Sunset

imageWent for a walk tonight in this lovely weather with my sweetheart. Just as the sun was setting. 

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My sweet neighbor’s house. 

imageRoo wasn’t too sure about having his photo taken. 

imageStopped by Nadine’s garden to see her progress! She’s amazing. 

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imageThis is Pip. She’s Nadine’s cat and a neighborhood favorite. She’s part Maine Coon, so she’ll talk to you.

image The pretty little bungalow down the street is for sale. 

imageMoonlight. 

imageAnd home again. 

Thursday

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I have the same emotional response to Thursday as I do to Monday.
I’m jolted by the reality that I am here, in this place.
How did a weekend escape, a week slip by?
Monday and Thursday turn in tandem, polar poles pushing against each other:
and I am caught up in their dance.

And The Storms Roll In

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Dear God: Kinda going to hold you to that promise, OK? Much love, Wende

Lucky Find And Carly Simon

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You’re getting a product shot of my newest lucky find because when I tried to get the boy to do a goofy pose with it,  he flat-out refused. Apparently, “there are limits”.  Really? Limits? Since when? You can bet I’m going to quote  that back to him when bedtime arrives tonight!

But back to this form. It’s from a downtown store that is going out of business. I’m figuring from its original state that it’s vintage. I spent most of the week patching holes, giving it a new paint job, and trying to shake the skeevy sensation that came along with finding this thing. It’s a story best left off the blog, but I think I can safely say there are just some encounters that make your skin crawl. However, the new paint seems to have done the job—and I’m thrilled to have it. In truth, I don’t see Mireio expanding to a full jewelry line. That being said, I suspect people do want to see how something hangs; so finding this vintage form locally is a lucky find. And it’s making the product shot part of my life much easier.

Not that I can get the kid to pose with it. Jewelry is more compliant. Read the rest of this entry »

Have Knife Will Carve

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For once, I actually bought pumpkins before I had to wade knee deep in mush to find a good one.

Happy Friday

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Santa Barbara Court House and Los Padres in the background.

Happy Friday! I hope you all have an amazing weekend. I’m leaving you with a photo of what I consider “home”. It’s been awhile since I’ve been back, but it doesn’t take much to transport me there in spirit! Like the realization that traditionally we’d be packing our bags this week and heading south with the sun. However, our annual trek home has been put on hold for yet another year. Blame the economy. I do. Instead, I’ll be living on memories and making the most of it— deep cleaning my house, prepping for dinner guests, and maybe even dining al fresco on the porch.

See you on Monday!

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