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While picking my earliest raspberries for the market on Saturday, I considered the company I keep.

The thorns, the berries, the bees and Amadeus, my little gelding, pestering me at his corral fence for a handout.

And that’s not all.  I was surprise by a number of insects, no doubt pests, and this  –

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lovely California Tree Frog, about the size of a thumb.  :)  What beautiful camouflage!

Paper Sculpture #2

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This is one of my favorite art pieces. Do you have a favorite? Are you satisfied with your work or are you never quite happy with your finished work?

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In this sculpture, I continue my joyful interpretation of  the puzzling and fascinating rabbit.  Here, I’m capturing the movement, activity and surprising twists, turns, shudders and shakes of my rabbits, when they’re outside in the “play” area.  They have such joy of movement and grace when, air moves around them, temperature changes and grass and soil’s beneath their feet.

I’ve used vintage curling ribbons, gift bags, art papers, mulberry papers, scrap-book papers, and more.  I’ve set the art into a vintage wooden frame.

I hope you enjoy this piece as much as I enjoyed creating it.  Perhaps you, too, will ‘see’ what my rabbits experience  in their playground.

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A Measurement of Self

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Nearly two years have gone by, and this message is even stronger and more pertinent today than in past days.

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At six a.m., I woke to hear noises of splashing, thrashing in water.  As it continued, I became concerned that one of the rabbits had escaped, found her way into a large bucket of water in the bathtub.  We use the bucket to collect water while it warms, for our showers.

I didn’t interpret the sounds to be life threatening, but I decided to get up and make sure all my creatures were safe.

It’s cool in the early mornings and the horses were running, playing, as the sun had already risen.  All the little creatures were in their proper places, and the water bucket untouched.  Likely, my daughter’s cat had found an activity in the next bedroom which sounded quite the same as water play.

I went back to bed, to rest my weary back.  The price for weeks of gardening and yard work is terrible back spasms.   The…

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Shifting position

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I used to get annoyed when companies or individuals started their holiday themed selling more than a month before a particular holiday.  Not sure I have anything to complain about.

Along with some baking and farming, I sew aprons, high style, for the Farmer’s Market and offer them for sale on my FB business page or my personal page, so far.  This winter, I’ll be busy at the machine with aprons for men, women and children along with children’s clothes. 

Decided it wasn’t too early to offer up the suggestion of a Halloween apron for women.  I figured it would be so much fun to be answering the door or spending time in the kitchen with one of these beauties on!  Never too early to plant seeds!

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Here’s the reverse – it’s fully lined and it’s the style I wear to the Farmer’s Market. 

2014-09-01 17.20.25I sold this apron on the first day I offered it. 

So here I am, doing exactly what the big guys are doing,

shoving holiday themed ‘stuff’ in front of people, long before the holiday arrives.   

I already have the Christmas, Valentines Day and St. Patrick’s Day aprons lined up. (pun intended)

I think I’ll stay mad at the big companies for doing the same thing.  What a hypocrite! 

My plan is to offer all sorts of aprons, they’re fun to sew, the variety is endless and men need something to wear, too! It’s tough watching them stand in front of their barbeques without anything on.  ;)

naked grillingNo sausage on this grill!!

What do you think?

Incidentally, I take credit cards and can mail them anywhere in the world.  (seriously!)

 

How do you like THEM apples?

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Not apples, though I have an abundance of them. 

My favorite food is the tomato. 

Finally, my tomato harvest is about to begin.

How do you like THIS tomato? 

Maybe the tiniest tomato in the world, and tastes GREAT!

Maybe the tiniest tomato in the world, and tastes GREAT!

The Day After

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It’s the day after. 

I have a vendor space at a local Farmer’s Market every Wednesday.

It’s the day I have the most fun all week, and get to clown around, show off, shout, laugh, give free hugs, make acquaintances, make people happy, listen to the “Mmmmmmm,” and maybe even offend by accident.

I work hard all week to prepare, and the long hours are getting to me. 

I miss the time in my garden, time with my animals and time to enjoy this beautiful place I live in.

It all started when my daughter asked if I wanted to start a cupcake business with her.  I said, “Yes!”

So, we started, invested, promoted. We had some regular customers, did a few big events, and offer free delivery.

  Fast forward to the day after.

I’m running the business alone, and always trying new things. It’s hard for me NOT to try new things. The cupcakes, though organically made, weren’t the big hit we had hoped for. 

I added French Macarons, for which I have developed a small following. 

Then came the organic, vegetarian, real fruit turnovers, cookies, breads,

all home made with love and the finest ingredients.

I do offer my homemade preserves and other canned delights every week, and fruits, when in season.

In between, I am sewing retro aprons, in a signature style, and quite wonderful, too.

This year, I have donated 50% of all proceeds from my apron sales

to the North Coast Marine Mammal Center here in Crescent City.

It’s getting to be too much.  My dreams of writing are sliding around like a kid on roller skates for the first time.

It doesn’t feel good.

People ask for things and never come back.  I believe they are being truthful when they make requests,

and they are likely, just talking to talk.

Today, the day after,  I have made a decision to stop making breads for the public, keep my eye on the macarons, sew a little more, offer my signature organically made cupcakes and turnovers, offer fruits in season and that’s about it. 

There is so much creativity in me that it’s screaming to get out. 

I have never been fond of baking sweets, but I am fond of making people happy. 

I do enjoy making the macrons, though!

Macaron shells waiting to be filled.

Macaron shells waiting to be filled.

This situation reminds me of my thoughts of not finding readers, reaching people, with the big difference of time.

If I spend as much time writing, as I have in the kitchen each week, I’d have a book finished in no time.

After an exhausting week, and the realization that I am just not going to have the resources (financially) or regular assistance, (an extra pair of hands) besides my dear husband,

I am not going to have much of a business in rural Del Norte County.

There, I’ve said it.  Ouch.

I’m certain that if I lived in a metropolitan area, my clientele would develop quickly.

Everything tastes SO GOOD!

Just before bed last night, I received three inquiries for my French Macarons. 

I will follow up, and expect nothing.  There will be no disappointments. 

And writing and creating art with paper, fabric and other media, will feed ME, deep inside.

What are your thoughts? 

I would love to hear from you. Thank you for taking the time to read and comment.

 

Jammin’

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Life is tough in far Northwest Coastal California. 

We like to take it easy.

We like to take it easy.

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