today…
I really, really, really needed this.
Thank you my loves. For a sweet boy and an even sweeter papa who is showing the boy that flowers always make a lady smile.
Archive for June 6, 2010
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Jun 2010
curated mess
Fellow Montana mama and superstar writer Nici Holt Cline from dig this chick came up with this brilliant beauty: Curated Mess.
Curated Mess: a pile discovered around your home, a precious collection that explains your life right now.
The boy has been requesting a “cake fire” for weeks now (the official term for a birthday cake with candles ablaze), and well, I like cake so I was pretty glad to oblige. My mama’s birthday was last week and though she lives far away, we decided to make a cake fire in her honor.
While baking a cake from scratch sounds glamorous and heroically motherly, the time invested in such an enterprise distracts me from regular chores like dishes and general tidying. Not that I mind. In fact, I don’t mind a bit.
This is our curated mess.
One of the many.
A bead. A Mazda. You can’t move a muscle in this house without coming across a tiny car or some kind of crafting supply.
Sleek and ready.
Whipping egg whites, dreaming of the clouds of iridescent orbs produced by the bubble machine.
Baking dish cupboard, parking garage.
These are the happy discoveries of our days, both for the children and for mama.
Share your Curated Mess here on flickr. And if you find the idea of sharing the reality of motherhood refreshing, check out a related project called Truthful Tuesdays, here at Hip Mountain Mama.
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12
Jun 2010
I love lamp.
The globe lamp. This hung at my grandparents house, suspended from a wooden wall attachment that my grandfather made decades ago. When we would spend summers in Butte with them, the glowing orb served as a night light as we slept.
We lived in Idaho then. Challis. A mining town that is now inhabited by ghosts and a stubborn few.
My grandfather worked for Westinghouse, an electrical parts supplier to the Anaconda mine. (You may have heard of their refrigerators and dishwashers.) Since he was in sales, he often received bonuses or incentives and according to my mom, this lamp was one of those incentives.
It’s been around for awhile. My mother was small when he brought it home and Germany was still one country. And then it split. And now it’s one again.
It has always hung right above my bed, connecting me to my grandparents even when we lived far away from each other.
Antarctica has become very familiar over the years. I’ve watched our world evolve and shift, changing names and faces but retaining the same basic structure.
This simple glow of blue mesmerizes anyone who sees it. Instantly.
…lessons in geography and history and letting things change.
And I’m pretty sure I should move it up a little higher for awhile.
the peaceful peacock |
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11
Jun 2010
spring.
It’s June 10th. It’s snowing.
I would like to say this is unusual but it isn’t.
You get through it.
You take a deep breath.
You focus on the positive (fewer fires in August and September).
You hunker down.
You accept it.
You bake.
You think about other things.
You get through today.
You make it to the next tree.
You clean your house.
You organize the closets.
You look at old photographs.
You let your kids watch tv.
You remind yourself that it won’t be this way forever.
You’re grateful.
You don’t complain.
You suck it up.
You do it.
Because that is what needs to be done.
And that is the essence of living in Montana. The lesson that shapes the people who choose to let their hearts and bodies roam free in these mountains and prairies.
A lesson that most places have forgotten.
the peaceful peacock |
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06
Jun 2010
lately…
Summer around here is short and sweet. And intense. A lot gets done with little time for the humble indoors and for moments of reflection–as I move into my third year in the blogging world, I know better than to try and fit it all in. So here’s a recap of the last few weeks ~
This year I think the dandelions have won. Sorry neighbors.
A pleasant moment in front of the screen…a much different scene than mama all hunched up trying to integrate web design into the old brain cells. Ouch.
Something shiny for Mother’s Day…the fruits of which will be unveiled soon.
Watching things grow. Cascade hops in this case–we’re hoping to finally harvest enough for a batch of homegrown homebrew this year.
Learning about natural plant dyeing from our local guru, Tina Gilchrist, at Total Immersion Fiber Day. There will be much more about this in the months to come. You know it.
Felting, washing, cutting, sewing. Anyone wanna know some tricks on felting wool sweaters? I have a little experience in that department…
And waiting for supplies. Patiently. Honestly, I’m trying to be patient but this is almost like Christmas.
More soon!
the peaceful peacock |
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