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Dearest Readers,
Spring is slowly fading away and giving up ground to Summer with storms and hungry weather. Please be careful out there as these storms can be intense. About two nights ago there was rain and the patter lulled us to sleep as well as washing the pollen down. Storms will rage throughout the seasons this year and bring the rain, glorious rain.

I have been weeding the herb plots today and can say I wish there was a way to grow and use weeds over the herbs, but then the herbs would be weeds and would choke out the real weeds. My nemesis the weeds have been mostly plucked and I will have to start cheering on my mint plants. Strangely and happily my fever few has seeded itself all over the place instead of dying like the instructions said it would. The rose bush my neighbor gave us because it was scrawny and in the way is now loaded with buds ready for rain and sun in order to bloom. I have sweet flag in a damp spot of the garden and it has come through the brief snows we had. The Joe Pye Weed is coming back up and the one lone stalk of May Apple is back again. The agaves in my yard have settled in nicely and I hope there will be more sun on them if we trim the tree branches that are out over the street.

I have been feeling overly pouty and depressed lately from the FM pain so I went shopping. Yes indeedy shopping is a particularly wonderful therapy and great alternative when not digging rocks. I drove my ibuprofen laden self to the best shopping around: Guardian Angel Thrift Store in Fuquay Varina. This charity does INCREDIBLE support for Alzheimer’s research and now has The Little Angel next door. They have grown my cook books, my sewing stash, my jewelry, my clothing, and supplied lots of items for my husband’s crafts/modeling. (And for those of you that are like me and watch What Not To Wear the clothing is good enough to get a grudging smile from the hosts of the show. At least I have people ask me where I shop and they aren’t shaking their heads in pity when they ask me.) http://guardianangelthrift.org/

Our loving dog is still moping around and sad about Calvin having died. Sure we don’t sit over dog biscuits and tea and discuss our feelings but I can tell she is still lonely. At least she is somewhat happier than last week.

It is almost ten o’ clock right now and I can feel the warm moisture in the air flowing in the night breeze and ushering in the coming rain. How magical to feel the moisture and have that tingling at the back of my mind that this weather is old and fragmented, tired of traveling and ready to throw itself against the ocean wall.

I have thought and thought and decided that the best way to revive my Etsy is to redo the offerings. Sure I have friends say my stuff is great and they send me other sights to try and set my prices just right. Prices be d**ed1 The thing that suddenly hit me is that although I have always thought of collage as paper AND cloth AND ribbon AND beads all together, obviously no one else does. All the web sites I have gone to have all silk kimono material, all tie dye, all home made paper, or all watch pieces but none of it together. Suddenly bing! the light goes on. Offer all cloth Jane Austin themes or all paper themes but not some of both all together. Hey, I even bought a paper cutter to make things easier and am ready to cut and clip my way into profit. (I am being positive. Yipee!)

Megalodon is almost over so any readers that are near Raleigh, North Carolina, come and see the exhibit before it is over. Everyone is enjoying the sharks and fossils together in one exhibit. I have met so many great fossil hunters and rock enthusiasts during this exhibit. So bring your sharks teeth and visit us at the Museum of Nat. Sciences.

Be well and grow strong, gentle reader

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Thursday night the cold front moved in like a stampeding herd, at first there is very little and you wonder if it will arrive at all and then all of a sudden the rain begins to pound onto the roof. For a few minutes my dearest one thought there may be a tornado but the long hollow rumbling was distant thunder. How glorious it was to feel the first drops of rain across my face.

The Gem Show over the weekend went well. It is always good to see the familiar faces of our trusted vendors every year. Even though the work is very stressful it is somehow rewarding to be Food Chairman. Love is hot coffee and a danish. So many of the children who show up seem to glow when we share our love of rocks and minerals. Several of my friends who love fossils showed up and had high praise for several of the vendors who sell fossils.

My other elderly kitten-cat died. Calvin passed away in my husband’s arms on Sunday. He had suffered a stroke that morning and while I was doing my rock show my beloved was cleaning up after a cat that had lost control of his back half. We lost two pillows off of the couch. We buried his little body beside his sister in the back yard. Left overs at the counter store have provided the “marble” to mark the little grave sites. We are still in a mild shock from the death even if we were waiting for it to happen.

My work on Etsy and anything else has been put on hold while I try to get my health and enthusiasm back. Plus since Wednesday I have done not much else than think about food for 75 people. I am thinking cabochon and art again so I hope my sleep will eventually catch up. It is very hard for me to work on a side business that makes no money, take care of my house, go to work, and try to worry about my piddly health. Perhaps I am making too many excuses and I really am just trying to sell items no one wants or I am the worlds worst sales chick.

Soon there will be more rocks coming into my life and fossils appearing and that is the silver lining to my rain clouds. My plants are growing, this burst of cool weather spurring on the lettuce and encouraging the squash to come out. Please be well while the winds blow the clouds and Spring holds on to its cool grip.

Be Well

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Hi, I have returned from the Reel Mine and begun looking over my stash of crystals. I have to give kudos to the owner for overcoming a hostile neighbor and welcoming over 50 strangers onto his property who were armed with picks, pry bars, and shovels. Three feet from my most productive dig spot was a fellow rock hound who was pulling out plate sized plates and crystals the size of small hen eggs. At the moment he pulled them out of the very hard ground the crystals appeared to be the size of soccer balls. More credit to all my friends who were able to retrieve more than a thumb nail specimen from The Reel.

The weather has been sublime, and while I dug at the mine the weather was ideal. Sure there was a rain shower but under the branches of the pine trees I was just fine. The pollen has been gong crazy and I am afraid not a single seed of soapwort or wormwood will come up. My moonglow datura plants have not leafed back out and I am afraid they may have died off during the winter. The bean plants are perking out like crazy and that is a relief. Now I have to make sure my squash comes out, the seeds went down this afternoon. With any luck the vines will climb everywhere and create quite the picture in my yard.

I know that to most folks the Spring is a time of growth and Summer is life itself. I love Spring, it is a glorious slow warming that just melts all the pain and begs for the cleaning and reinventing of the home and soul. Summer on the other hand… lets just say I was once told by a very intuitive and mystic woman “Your part of the Winter Court.” (said with a kindly “well duh” look on her face.) I have been depressed and in an amazingly BAD funk for over two weeks. Last night I broke down crying in the bedroom, weeping about how depressed and horrible I feel and how depressing and horrible it is to feel depressed and horrible. After I had gotten most of this out of my system my dearest husband looks at me and says “It’s your Summer funk.”
“Huh?”
“Sweetie, you always get depressed when Summer comes.”
“I do.?”
“Yep, usually at the end of May and you don’t come out of it until July. Your just early.”

It is amazing what 20 years and some perspective can do. I can’t get rid of the feeling that Summer is a time of death and drought and unbearable heat. I know that Summer means the fruit I love and the wonderful bees and honey and flowers but in the depth of my bones it yells death and I can’t stand it. So I have not posted for a while in order to spare you from the grumpiest and most whiny of moods. Perhaps there is a scientist out there that can research Seasonal Mood Disorders that happen at times other than winter.

I just took a stroller, infant car seat, buzzy chair and bassinet to the dump. My heart nearly broke as all the pastel colors were thrown into the bin with old wicker and lawn mowers. Charity groups will not take them and there were no takers on Free-cycle. How sad a comment on today’s produced goods that people are too afraid to take second hand items for fear of recalls.

I called the quarry at Castle Hayne and found out that they do indeed allow digging on Thursdays and Fridays if there is no blasting. Once again thank you Martin Marietta for letting collectors of stones and fossils into your mines. My work friends are all planning to go after the exhibit is over so we can all collect together. Our exhibit is about fossils and in a strange way my boss can have an educator’s thrill that his people are that inspired as to continue the research off hours no matter how fun the research may be. We plan on being at Castle Hayne on the 13th of May, straight down 40 to the beach it is easy for most of us to reach. For any diggers during the spring and summer, all seasons really, carry cold water with you when digging and put on sun screen: Heat prostration and sun burn are not your friends.

The Aurora NC Fossil Fair is 29th of may and is also free. Dirt from the PCS Phosphate mine is free for the searching and I plan on taking a bucket or two home. The south east fossil lovers all come out for this event and it is almost like a spring fair. The fossils are more modern than those at Castle Hayne, as modern as fossils can get, and tends to have more sharks teeth and animal bone.

Summer will be here sooner than the Solstice for those of us in the south so I give you fair warning about the heat and garden plants. As soon as I know that Summer is here I will say so but so far it is just on the verge and not arrived fully yet.

For all the dear readers who are a part of the Summer, enjoy your days in the sun. The rest of us need only remember there are only 6 more months.

Be well and thrive dearest visitors.

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