Thursday, April 24, 2014

Like a Wagon Wheel

Jeremy & I are going to see Old Crow Medicine Show in concert this weekend.  One band does not a music festival make,  but I'm excited none-the-less.  

 I am drawn to a bohemian vibe in fashion-- I do like to experiment with clothes and I have many fashion moods, but I always revert to hippie.  I blame my childhood~*  I don't mean the dreadlocked, ear-plugged version of bohemian, which is a relatively modern trend and seems to be the teen-twenty something rebellion du jour (no offense intended to those of you exploring your wild side).  
I am referring to the ageless style characterized by simple softness and casual romance.  Gentleness, comfort,  peace & love man.

Embroidery, florals, linen & leather with messy buns or braids or both.  Lovely.  Worthy of a fine bluegrass concert played in a college amphitheater.  

So rock me mamma like a wagon wheel.  I'm ready for it~*

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Tuesday, April 22, 2014

Rock Me Mama

I am behind on my blog reading.  I am behind on my crafting.  I am behind on the laundry.  Must be the end of the semester.  

Two weeks left of classes then finals week, if you can believe that.  This semester, with its endless winter, has seemed out of whack and much too fast.  

And now we are planning out summer.  No classes for me.  I've got a book to write and conferences to attend.  Before anyone gets too excited, it is a text book that I am writing.  I'm rather pleased about it, don't get me wrong, but it isn't as exciting as it sounds.  

Still, there will be time for summer exploring and farmer's markets and all the good things that come with warm weather.  Life is good.  

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Thursday, April 17, 2014

Random Button Blouse

A handful of collected vintage buttons plus an inexpensive "bohemian" blouse missing a few brass ball buttons.  The combination came out rather charming, I think.

It has a lovely Victorian feel now, instead of the modern boho chic thing.  It's the little things, ain't it?

Have you done any little projects with big effect lately?

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Tuesday, April 15, 2014


It was a glorious weekend.  In the seventies, both days, with clear skies.  Window opening weather.

I wish I could say I did something amazing.  Jeremy had to work, the kids were scattered to the four winds (as teenagers often are) and I was home.  With open windows.  I cleaned carpets & washed clothes & did some housecleaning.  I wandered out in the yard and took pictures of the first signs of spring & smelt the spring air.  
The apple tree looks bare until you get close.  

Is it crazy that after ten years I still look at the view from my backyard and just marvel that I live here?  It blows this suburban city girls mind.  

Our dog yard looks like a meadow.  It will need mowing soon.

Truth be told, I loved every precious, boring minute of this weekend.  I needed the sunshine and the quiet.

Sometimes the nothing weekends are the best.

I was fortunate enough to see John Denver in concert when I was younger, more times than I can count.  Once we came fresh from the beach,  badly sunburned, my sister and I-- and we sang along with all the songs and shivered as the sun went down.  I think of John Denver as our sibling soundtrack.  That and Bob Dylan.  Bangled Bup Bin Blue.  Never mind, you had to be there.

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