Kindness Counts

A while back i noticed a pic of a cute family on Etsy calling all crafters to help a lovely artist and her husband who had been in a plane crash. Just one peek at Stephanie "Nie Nie"'s blog moved me to give something. I dug around in my studio and found a nice finished piece "Bella" which reminded me of this family's sweetness. It sold today at auction and i am so pleased.
THANK YOU TO THE LUCKY BUYER! Between you and me...we just helped someone who needs it.

blessings xo milady

News

Wanna a break from the political mayhem in the news? Read article in the Watch titled "from Haute Couture to Folk Artiste" (I tried to hyperlink this but can't. help!!)
this about yours truly I forgot to tell her about my schooling in Italy and European lives.
Ps I hyperlinked!!!! sounds like something one should say "excuse me" after.
I'm doing the i did it dance. happy me.

xo milady

Squirrel

its the tail end of hay season, the last of the big rolls are ready for stacking and storing. my box elders are turning yellow and telling all of us squirrels its time to collect and prep.
i'm off to the farmer's market to p/up my heirloom tomatoes i can't grow at this altitude and make my annual batch of salsa and sauces. how the hell i know how to do this is beyond me. must be in my Morgan Bones.

xo milady

Mantra

"i am an illustrator, i am an illustrator, i am a illustrator...." this is my mantra today. 3 kids in school fulltime now...i have time to myself for the first time in 12 years! i am feeling the need to get back into freelance illustrating through a rep. Any suggestions out there?
Torrefazione Coffee was so fun. i love working collaboratively and in sync with the city from the ranch.

Brothers

upstairs, in the sloped ceiling attic, was where the boys slept. Knowing how bitter cold it gets here in the winter i can't believe that people survived the night in their beds given the fact that a few tree trunks and mortar and a few sheets of newspaper were the only thing between you and the wild outdoors. The boys room, pin ups of pirates, hunting and indians still decorate the victorian wallpaper. I found out today i got permission to go in one more time...i am slightly obsessed with this "project"!
Beautifully eery.

xo milady

Contact

When i first moved to this valley in hopes of uncovering my own Morgan Bones, my familiar family history told in Grandma Morgan's leather tooled photo albums, i noticed a home cradled by the bough of one grand cottonwood and got an idea: what if i just sat with that old wooden lady and let her tell me her story....well, it all came together yesterday as i actually got invited in to help a friend memorialize her great, great grandparents home...the old wooden lady under the tree. As i took the photos the stories unfolded...stories of how grandma would wash on tuesday, bake bread on monday, turn up the radio and tell the grandkids to hush every hour on the hour when there was a news update.
I know now that i am to pursue the skin prickles, follow my senses, gather the images, note the words...the story must be told. This is all i know today.

The Princess

Told ya...this last week of summer is always about our county fair and rodeo. I always start the first day of school off with a fuzzy head from canned beer ie liquid gluten. Rosie was a real pro all bling-ed out on her white horse as princess. Tate won the bed roll race and my cauliflower was thrown out because of aphid infestation.
The funniest thing i saw was a single petunia in a jar with a first place ribbon on it. And i thought my watermelon hued sweet peas were so special!!!
i love every corney red neck inch of it!