Sunday, October 16, 2011

. . .

All new houses built within the last decade on the Outer Banks look like this:


And because hurricanes tend to blow in every few years and destroy older homes, more and more houses on the Outer Banks look like this--though often built in spearmint green, pink, pineapple, as if the OBX is a slightly more northerly outpost of Miami beach.

Most houses on the OBX when I was a kid looked really differently than this. The grand homes had high sloped dark green roof lines and were covered in dark grey weathered shingles with white trim around windows and doors. Usually they had wrap-around deeply shaded porches and every window was covered by a green shutter--propped open on a green stick when weather was fair. The lesser homes, were lowslung modern concrete block houses with profiles so short that the dunes protected them from the worst winds of incoming storms. All houses built to be cool before air conditioning took off. Houses built to blend into a island of sand and sea oats. Houses built by people who knew, unless the weather was bad, you wouldn't be spending much time in them anyway, and so, built sturdy modest getaways for families to nestle into for a stolen week or two each summer.

A few still exist, but they're a dying breed. . .










Tuesday, September 27, 2011

There was sun. I swear.


Walk on the Beach

On the yearly family vacation at the Outer Banks. We usually stay in the quiet still of the Southern end of Hatteras Island, but Hurricane Irene damaged all of the routes in in ways that we hope aren't permanent or crippling.

So, this year, we headed north to Duck. Duck is not our kind of town--more expensive, while being really packed in tightly. None of us quite understand why it's considered so fancy except for the exorbitant pricing. Yesterday, I saw a 4 oz. bag of pistachios for $8.99. One red pepper at the big grocery store? $2.99. Silly.

But it's still the Outer Banks. It's still the Atlantic. It's still fresh seafood and time with the family. So, we're gritting our teeth and having a lovely time.

The first day was overcast and a little drizzly, but if it's not outright pouring, there's no excuse to stay inside during vacation. So, Ma, Pa, and I headed out to the beach for a long walk to the pier.


Pelicans are out in full force travelling south in big groups. A big Noreaster was blowing on our first full day and the pelicans were mostly gliding.


Even the dunes want to extract a price from you in Duck. He he he.
Seriously, though, unexploded ordinance? Terrifying. We stayed on the beach. I'm hoping, though, that this is the length to which wildlife folks are now going to protect birds' and turtles' nests--scary signs to keep you out of breeding grounds.


The Core of Army Engineers builds piers that look an awful lot more stable than the piers on the rest of the island. So straight and solid.


Lots of cool stuff blown up on the beach by successive storms. . .


Monday, September 5, 2011


No one could ever claim that our L.P. is not a handsome wee dog. He is small and cute and good looking.

But many also know that he is an obsessive little guy. Tenacious and mostly interested in chasing things, all things. . . any thing. Today, he pulled this runner bean from the bottom of a vine in the back yard and brought it to me to play fetch.


Not surprisingly, once thrown, that bean was pretty hard to find. . .



Sunday, September 4, 2011

September Farmer's Market

It's all I could do this summer to fight the monster of glumness. But without fail, the farmer's market was there to brighten each Saturday. . . and then to fill the week with food that I am sure is helping me heal and get healthy again.


Right now, my own garden is cranking out herbs and tomatoes and string beans and hot peppers.


The farmer's market is augmenting that harvest with broccoli and melon and peaches and the first apples of the season. It's going to be fall soon and the fruit will drop off, replaced by butternut squash and pumpkins and chard and onions and leaks and spinach. But I'm certainly enjoying the last hurrah of summer.

New Cowls at Fivetrees

I love making cowls and mitts. Both give me an opportunity to play with color or new lace patterns I haven't tried before in finite projects. And there's such an immediate pay off. A day's work and there's something beautiful and complete to show for the time spent.

Anyhoo, here are a few of the new cowls in my fivetrees shop:






Wednesday, August 24, 2011

August


August is the best eating season ever. Tomatoes straight from the plants in our garden. Red Haven peaches at the farmer's market. Melon, peppers. . . and the season will end with onions and potatoes and spinach and butternut squash. Best time of the year, hands down.

Monday, August 22, 2011

Weekend Joy



This past weekend was really lovely. We got the weather you always want in the summer, but rarely get. No warmer than 84 degrees. Blue skies. Puffy french vanilla clouds. We went to the farmer's market, read books, ate outdoors on a rooftop with dear friends and then walked for local custard, gardened (a little), ate good food, turned the AC off. Really really nice. . .

blurry tomatoes


Did you know there was such a thing as red okra? I didn't.


and my favorite outdoor painting (of which there are many) along the L platform in Oak Park.
Perfect wee birdies.



Friday, August 19, 2011

I want one, please.


William Thielicke built an MM6 Hexacopter, attached a video camera to it and then made this gorgeous video of Cameroon. Who wouldn't want a camera attached to a remote control helicopter that has six rotors? Seriously. Who?

A nice place to fly: Hexacopter in Cameroon / Africa from W. Thielicke on Vimeo.

Tuesday, August 16, 2011

A New Raft of Critters at Fivetrees


Check out my new little buddies in my fivetrees shop!




and the photo shoot was going very well right up until someone jumped on me and bumped my arm so that I got this picture. . .


the cutest critter I know. . .

Clam Cuteness



Ack. . . so cute I could explode.

Sunday, August 14, 2011

Summer Storm

Yesterday, a big summer storm blew in early afternoon and never really let up again until this morning.

Right before it hit, I ran outside to take my second cutting of basil of the season for pesto that we will lay up in the freezer for the eatin's this winter. And while I was mid-harvest, I saw this impressive cloud formation.


It had the look of an open spot in the sky that aliens might swoop through. Though, I imagine that Cicero wouldn't be the first target that aliens would want to colonize. . .


And because of the storminess, I stayed in the rest of the day making things out of a rainbow of felt.

Wednesday, August 10, 2011

New Art for Me!


I bought a painting today and it looks like this:


(can you hear me squealing and making little clapping motions just below my chin in delight?)

It's a painting by a Canadian artist from Toronto who has a shop on Etsy called greasychickenface. This is a teensy painting--just 4"x3"--but I love it and it will be perfect to smoosh into my salon-style grouping of art in my office/studio. It's great having new inspiration in there.

Anyhoo. . . greasychickenface's art is great. Colorful and that kind of artwork that's some unusual mix of cute/sad/ugly/playful that makes me sort of nostalgic for how I saw the world as a kid. You should check the shop out!

Tuesday, August 9, 2011

Things I've Seen On Walks

Walking around Cicero and Berwyn, there's no shortage of wonderful sites to collect.



And lilies, lilies, lilies. Mine all bloomed back in June.





and I love this final picture, because even though I took it mid-day in natural light with the Harinezumi, it looks like a Dutch painting.