so i went out to the market the other day...

the market is some thirty-five miles away, and there is always  loads of things to distract you along the way. One of the farms raises, what my son and i affectionately call "boo goats"- (you know those miniature love bugs that if you run up behind them and startle them they fall over faint?)   and then looking for the longhorns that hide near the tree lines in the outer pastures (i know, longhorns.. right?). This time of year there are always new additions to the surrounding pastures and beasts venturing out searching for new grass. but when I saw this critter, there was literally a locking of breaks. screaching of tires and gaping of mouths.

isn't she magnificient? i love the soft expression in her eyes~ i just knew santa left his sleigh pullers to vacation in the north country!

i am assuming, of course, that it is a she, as her companion was very interested in her, uhm, that is to say, er, her backside. (o.0) hey, this is farm life!

so, evidentally, the prudent owner of this magnificence, chose to safe harbour her and her companions during the hight of hunting season and now leave them to have the run of the entire place. freedom!

now, as a side note of a funny story regarding some of the "hunters" up here, and for those that don't believe one could not identify the rack on that head vs. a deer.

not to long ago, there was a hunter that killed (wait for it).....a cow. lets all keep in mind that this was inthe middle of winter (no pesky underbrush to veil his view) and broad day light. now his defense was, that he thought this creature to be.... a bear. thats right. a bear. a big, clumsy black and white bear hanging out with a dozen other big, clumsy black and white bears in the middle of a pasture eating hay. cause thats what bears do.

live well.

love each other.

on summer travels and things that caught my eye



I always rather enjoy the travels of summer, or should i say the drives of summer as I rarely fly to my destinations domestically- i guess you can say i am a child of the *road trip*- a few snacks, a rucksack, a camera and a map and i am good to go. travel by plane and you miss the richness of the american road and all it has to offer. you just need to get off the highway now and again to make sure you catch it.

this summer the direction was south. the starting point; where new york meets canada. the finish line was the treasure coast. 1,380 miles, 8 states, 4 weeks and a whole lot of coffee. (thank god for starbucks venti quad mochas. how would i function?)

the coastal route has the best architecture. and once you get into the deep south- it's as if

you stepped back in time.

can you just imagine what the inside of this old theatre looks like? i silently hope they

have restored it to its original grandeur as i pass by. that would be lovely.

Bob's your uncle. Fannie's your aunt. Life is good. enough said.

while i always enjoy the journey- the finish line is well met and there

is still work to be done. and so we move on to Halloween!

Welcome to the Spirits in Sanford!

Did i mention that the women at the Jeanine Taylor Folk Art Gallery have a way

with entertaining? would you have ever thought of a prosciutto brain skull. very cool.

(me being goofy, again, in front of my doll display. )

after years of seeing their work via everywhere, this was my first show with the ever-so-charming Jorge de Rojas and the quite adorable (i can call him adorable 'cause he's the one in the stripey tights and buckle shoes!) Allen Cunningham.  Both have hearts of gold and a talent unique as they are. it certainly was a pleasure to hob with them for a while.

the new steampunk zombie ornaments were unleased at Spirits, and i am thrilled to say they were very well received. while they have just about sold out, there are a few that you can purchase here .

And after all of that excitement, the miles on the road, the intense southern heat (yes, 82 degrees is INTENSE in October for a northern girl!), concerts on the warf and barefoot midnight strolls in the surf- i reach the mountains again...

Looking forward to the slight chill in the autumn air, candle-lit pumpkins, crunching leaves beneath my feet; the wonder that is the season between summer and winter.

let's just say mother nature had other plans.

♥*¨)¸.·´¸.·*´¨live well.

¸.·´¸.·*´¨) ¸.·*love each other.