There has been a lot of toy making going on over here. And it's been most fun to know that my newest creations are going home to soft, little, babies who belong to very close friends of mine.
It's a tremendously heartwarming experience for me -and my nostalgia- to watch my friends become parents and take the step into life which we only ever talked about during nights of fondue and girl dates.
And though I still have to wait before I can meet the next sweet, delicious, baby in line, I was delighted to get to meet little Simon (born in March) and give him some stripey, yellow, monkey love as a welcome to the world. I hear he loves to nibble on its ears and have arm wrestles, already. He has been appropriately dubbed "Cheeky." I love it.
This is one of the many reasons why I just love making toys!
It looks like my hopes for a bigger harvest this year may not have turned out as planned. With a mix between dry weather, some semi-unhappy soil, and a flash storm that ripped through -out of nowhere- I may end up with possibly the same amount if not less peas than what I had last year. I haven't given up hope yet, as the heavy sunshine that we've had has helped my happy vines grow much taller than what I have seen before.
With plenty of little, white, blossoms to show me that I will have at least a reasonable bowl full of sweet and deliciousy goodness at the end of the season, I find it almost laughable when the act of giddy greed gets turned upside down, as it is quite rare for me to spoil myself so rottenly. Oh well, all hope is not lost... There is always next year! *and some peas are better than none!
So, I got to step out of my bubble of insecurity from behind the camera pretty quick when I was asked by a lovely couple, Erin and Dave, to capture some special moments of their first pregnancy.
While it was a bit nerve wracking because I had no idea what I was doing, and wanted to do a good job, Erin and Dave made the experience more than enjoyable with their easy going nature, flexibility and patience.
And though I may still have butterflies about more of these experiences to come, it was an absolute pleasure to get to share in these memories, with a couple who made the learning process more than easy and so very inspirational.
Congratulations Erin and Dave. And welcome, little Ava!
Between a caricature of Steve Buscemi and an old inside joke, I came up with a little something new for the sake of having fun. Sometimes I like to take some of my illustrations to the next level and let my mind wander, or leave an opening for others to come up with their own ideas and not search so hard for certain answers. Visual is visual. Just enjoy it for what it is or *insert nod and smile, here.
A single photo - no words - capturing a moment from the week. A simple, heart warming moment. A moment I want to pause, savor and remember. If you're inspired to do the same, leave a link to your 'moment' in the comments for all to find and see.
Idea inspired by Soule Mama
So, I may have played the greedy card in regards to my garden this year, as I decided to fill about 85-90% of the bed with (glorious, delicious) peas. Before you go ahead and think me wicked for splurging, I had the heart to leave a (small enough) spot for some green and yellow beans, and a row of carrots. It was very difficult to do as I held my packet of pea seeds in the other hand, tempting the idea of just one more (glorious, delicious) row.
While a part of this plan was to go toward my piggish indulgence - which so gratefully involves no guilt whatsoever- it was also my incentive to make this summer a bit lower maintenance in the backyard, so I can focus on the frontyard. For the last couple of years I've kind of neglected our front flower bed, as I had no idea where to begin on how to design it and make it more presentable. Oh yes, involve any form of design and the girl can think for hours. Cleanliness and balance need to be listed as sins. They haunt me in my sleep.
Though I had an idea of what sort of things fancy my eye and my nose- as I am a giant fan of Daisies but not the smell of the larger varieties- I wanted to try something new and unfamiliar for the sake of thinking outside myself, while still keeping it simple. I really can't resist a year without Daisies. *Is it just me or do they not smell like feet on the right day with the right breeze?
Thankfully with the help of some lovely lady gardeners -which include my two garden savvy mothers and aunt- I don't think this year's experience will be one to worry too much about. I'm allowing myself learn and look at the conflicts differently, and discuss them with other gardeners. Like how my yellow Dahlia is clinging for dear life after only a couple of weeks. Instead of get all down about it, I can say instead with great confidence that it's recovering from the shock of transplant. It makes me sound more like a surgeon than a green thumb wanna-be.
So, as the peas continue to grow and I attempt to keep myself from salivating over my garden in the backyard, I will be keeping an eye on (many) other things in the front yard while I enjoy the season for what I have to learn from it. And while I don't like to think of summer coming to an end just quite yet, I anticipate it (patiently) as I take the time to darken my greening thumb. Grandma would be proud.