Wednesday, April 28, 2010

you are all stardust


1) I have awesomely amazing friends.

2) This:


3) My vintage store is up and running as of today and I've already had my first sale. Woohoo! You can check it out *HERE*. There are MANY more items that will be listed in the next couple of days. I feel like I haven't even gotten started yet.

xoxo

Sunday, April 25, 2010

amen sista


That first sentence couldn't be more true for me.  The rest is the perfect mantra.

thoughts on a Sunday evening in the Spring


Okay I will admit it.  

Someday I'd like to have a big cozy porch with a big cozy antique couch, an obscene number of tulips, a tire swing hanging from a ridiculously large tree, a collection of pyrex and a desire to cook, kids running around with big wheels and little red wagons, who know they're value and know they're loved.  And I want to teach them how to paint and to take photos and make forts and stare at the stars and respect the earth and their fellow beings and trust themselves and ask questions and appreciate music and dance whenever they feel like it.  And I want that darkroom, and a Hasselblad, and an entire wall of paint-by-numbers, and an obscene number of books stacked to the ceiling in a room that manages to have both morning and evening light pouring through large windows.  I want to still be going on bike rides and listening to old records, and The Beatles, and Tom Waits.  And I want to still own some fabulously old, reliable, Honda hatchback and still enjoy my alone time and thrift with my friends, and have dinners and outings and road trips.  And I want chalkboards in every room of a house, with lots of light and color and whose purpose is to be lived in - really lived in.  And I want to wear dresses and aprons and bake cookies and have a kick ass garden, and a dog, or maybe two.  

And I want the Stud.  I really do.  

: )

(via Bliss)




a bit of my heart

Fully Empowered


I write in the clear sun, in the teeming street,
at full sea tide, in a place where I can sing;
only the wayward night inhibits me,
but, interrupted by it, I recover space,
I gather shadows to last a long time.

The black crop of the night is growing
while my eyes in the meantime measure the plain.
So, from sun to sun, I forge the keys.
In the half light I look for locks
and keep on opening broken doors to the sea
until I fill the cupboards up with foam.

And I never weary of going and returning.
Death in its stone aspect does not stop me.
I am weary neither of being nor of non-being.

Sometime I wonder where—
from father or mother or the mountains—
I inherited all my mineral obligations,

the threads spreading from a sea on fire;
and I know I go on and go on because I go on
and I sing because I sing and because I sing.

There is no way of explaining what happens
when I close my eyes and waver
as between two underwater channels—
one lifts me in its branches toward dying
and the other sings in order that I may sing.

And so I am formed out of non-being,
and as the sea goes battering at a reef
in a wave on wave of salty white-tops
and drags back stones in its ebb,
so what there is of death surrounding me
opens in me a window out to living,
and, in a spasm of being, I am asleep.
In the full light of day, I walk in the shade.


-Pablo Neruda

Thursday, April 22, 2010

blueberry*thursday

Happy Earth Day!  I am going to start a garden in the next couple of weeks and I'm so excited!!  A lot is happening indeed.  For now, a tasty photo. . .




blueberrythursday-sm

xoxo

Wednesday, April 21, 2010

like a river flows, surely to the sea

Does anyone else out there love this song as much as I do?  Pandora gave me this version today and I've hit "replay" on YouTube way too many times.


I think I could totally get into an Elvis kick right now.

Monday, April 19, 2010

back into the swing

There is SO much to catch up on!  I think I might post updates backwards, from what's happening now, to all the fun over the last few weeks.  Hmmm. . .

First of all, it is finally Spring!  I have the annual proof:

teamwork

budsbliss

*beautiful*

I spent this last weekend in Idaho Falls with my mom and sister.  There are more fun photos to come, but my sister and I thrifted and landed on some real gems.  Here are a few I'm getting ready to add to my vintage Etsy shop, once the shop is up and running, that is :)

little owlemerald

*sweet*

I also scored some amazing books. . .old maps, ads, illustrations, etc.  I can't get enough!  Seriously, my Etsy favorites are out of control.

vintage atlas

The Triumph of the Athletic GirlUtah

Childcraft - Poems & Rhymes

San Francisco

Ah!  It is love.

More tomorrow :)

Friday, March 12, 2010

grateful. humbled.

I don't know about ya'll, but for me, I sometimes still need my mom like I did
when I was a kid.  No one else can put things into perspective or ease my stress
quite like she can.  Today she brought me a little care package, even though
the pep talk alone was enough to make everything better.  I am a lucky lady.

mom



"To describe my mother would be to write about a hurricane in its perfect power."
-Maya Angelou


xoxo

Tuesday, March 2, 2010

therapy

I don't know what it is about lately, but I've sure had a rough go of things.  I keep
hoping and intending for each day to be better than the last but everything feels
like a struggle.  Could be the change of seasons, could be the string of less than
perfect luck I've been experiencing, could be the ridiculous amount of creativity
I'm required to produce on a daily basis. . .all I know is that self doubt and heart
ache keep managing to sneak in every time I forget to look on the bright side.
I'm also confronting the idea that the reality I've been living in is only a simple
illusion.  It's a lot to process, I'm thinking it's easier to just be with all of it and let
it run its course.  In the meantime, I'm going to keep posting the small things that
inspire me from day to day.  They are there, real, and they highlight each day.
{san francisco dreaming. . .I'll be there in 21 days!!!}
{photo by Victoria Smith from sfgirlbybay}
{photo by Michele Esposido on gerutha
{this makes me want to work out like a crazy woman - via weheartit}
{this. . .}
{oh how I wish it would rain. . .photo by dzimis, via Modish}


{this sure puts things into perspective - via Flickr blog}

{this amazing song and short stop motion film. . .}


{my sister Emily. . .
this is a kid who has triumphed over stuff that frankly, would put me under. . .
all with grace and vitality}

wow.  I feel better already.
xoxo


we the free indeed

I must admit, I've been ever so slightly underwhelmed with Free People the last few months.  The clouds have parted though and I am crushing BIG TIME.  

farmer's market dreaming:

cool summer nights out on the town:

self explanatory: 

umm, my jaw dropped when I saw this.  there just aren't words, except. . .
thank heaven for tax returns :- )