Ode to Uncle George

“Uncle George was a man of life, love an grace…  He left us suddenly for a better place”.

We had a loss last evening, Uncle George had to be somewhere special, he had a date in a special place with Aunt Junie.  He was the most softest, kindest gentleman, a print master and a master at a game of Chess.  He lived in a historic Victorian home over looking the bay near San Francisco, the covered porch of his home was adorned with wicker furniture and surrounded with roses, lawn and fruit trees.  It could have been in a picture on a magazine cover.

I’ll never forget the time we visited and he gave me an old antique buffet cabinet that was sitting under a tarp in his yard.  It looked as if it were used as a gardening cabinet that was blackened with mold from the weather.  When I saw the rolled glass in the doors of this old buffet I smiled, there was a missing middle drawer and only imagined a square basket could fill that empty space. I looked at this cabinet and saw the beauty It beheld, I think only a handful of people could see what I saw in a pile of junk.

He’ll be missed ever so much…

Here’s a little something made in honor of Uncle George… flowers from our garden, a stand made from a Redwood tree we just cut down, rusty old bailing wire and burned out light bulbs.

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See you at another time Uncle George!

Journey on ~ The eastern Sierra’s

A soul filled journey to the high country in June Lake Loop, Silver Lake to be exact, the place that will forever be in my heart.  Words or pictures can’t reveal the beauty this place holds, you have to be there and experience it on your own.  It’s such an awesome place that Hollywood chose it to be in their new movie “Oblivion” starring Tom Cruise & Morgan Freeman.  They were there in the backdrop of my palette for the duration of my journey.  A little strange having my secret place invaded by the stars of Hollywood but in admittance, it was a little exciting to see the helicopter loaded with film dive overhead filming that beautiful lake capturing the first morning’s glass and marshy green glades with Carson peak in the background.

Hiking up the mountain in the Ansel Adam’s wilderness, we met up with several security guards and Park rangers who were warding off the paparazzi.  Little did they know “I” was a little Pap and ventured off to capture Tom Cruises cabin on the pond.  It wasn’t a close up but it was enough to get a glimpse of what’s to come.

Of course I brought work with me, I slowly filled orders between adventures, modified pieces while filling up the soul.  I love that place and will return once again in October to see the last dance of that Aspen that I so love while in their golden state.

Inyo ~ High Country turquoise

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The “Kanook” sak

Dog poo bag… a must have!  Has a little pocket for your bio bags.

coming soon to wildpeas.etsy.com

The days were filled with fishing, hiking, kayaking, bike riding and a little respite.  I’m full and have filled my cup once again

* Smiles

Silver Lake

Lily’s chariot

My beloved Aspen tree’s

Lily’s first Kayak ride, she did great and loved her new life jacket

A park ranger looking for Paparazzi

A day hike up the Ansel Adams wilderness trail at Silver Lake, Lily was exhausted so guess who carried her?

John enjoying the waters… Tom Cruise was filming at that moment directly where John was headed.  See the security guy on that little mound of trees? Look for the white spot on the hill.

Sorry about the name on the pic, I have to protect it  = – )  I hiked a long way to get this image! Tom’s cabin is under the e & n on Christensen. There’s a pond in front of his cabin, when you see the movie you’ll at least have an idea of the country! The brown thing on the rocks is the security box, two people stood watch while filming.

Wildness on the Ansel Adams trail

Ducks left a gift that will be added to the forbidden feather collection

Silver Lake boat house, I collect the shingles every year that blew off during the high winds.  They’re historic.

Danielle paddle boarding with “Lola”

A trout in the pond

My brothers Memorial rock, his ashes were tossed off of the mountain which is about 8,000 feet up. It’s always a special hike when our family hikes up and quietly remember his presence.

This special resort has been a ritual for our family for over 60 years. My Grandfather and his fellow City of Anaheim fishermen buddies found this place 60-70 years ago.

 Thank you Pappy for showing your Grandchildren the beauty of the Eastern Sierra’s that we all so much love and appreciate!

Missing my little brother endlessly

Morning loves with the little Lil, I think I’m falling in love with her!

She’s becoming my little shadow that I seem to trip over quite often.

An afternoon walk along the lake

Random fishermen, I’m taken in by other people.  They always make pictures fun to take.

This little guy climbed up my spokes just to try and get the little bit of food left behind from Lily’s bike rides.

He didn’t get any!

At the beginning of the trail, this is great cardio… really!

Another random person I found interesting.  A Grandfather and his Grandson fishing at Grant Lake in the evening.

I loved his pipe.

“Lola” we wore her out

“Lily” the calm after her storm.  Right before this picture she was tearing it up! She even lost her first tooth which I found in the sand.

Danielle just arrived to Silver Lake, I was telling her about the Coyote that she just missed as she pulled up.  He ran out behind her car, close call…. very close.

The horses headed up to Agnew or Gem Lakes, probably further.

Ansel Adams Wilderness

Random folks fishing

 Lil

A sticker posted on the side of a dumpster, High country politics! 

“Yeti” and I with the Lil

Creeks namesake… Aspen that was my original logo for “At fallen leaf creek”.

A great morning of fishing on Silver & the Lil sporting her new life jacket.

Random kids on the dock, they were so cute!

The great news, I’ll be selling my jewelry and “Wild peas” fabric bags at Fern creek lodge this next season.  It’s a place I worked for a summer as a teen.  I hear the remaking of “It’s a beautiful life” will be filmed right in the Lodge, oh joy!

The not so great news, we returned to find that every single seedling of Arugula, Radish, Beet, Spinach, Broccoli, and Carrot was gone.  The birds or bugs got to them so I won’t be planting foods of such down on the lower half of the property.  Before leaving I planted and over abundance of watermelon and cucumbers which are ready to be transplanted and will fill the spaces of my twice planted salad selection.  Darnit anyway!

I’ll be adding more pictures to this posting as I find the time to edit and upload.

More to come so please, check back this week!

Nature calls ~ The birds & the bee’s & the bears

Not a whole lot to say except the birds and bee’s and then here come the bears.  We seem to have a sanctuary here, not a surprise as this is a special place and the energy is strong.

Our property is nestled along side a natural spring fed creek that’s wall to wall blackberries.  We’re surrounded in Pine and Oak tree’s and gifted historic Native American Maidu grinding rocks in the earth of our back yard.  Acorn was abundant food for not only the native Americans who once touched the same earth that I do each day, it was also food for the squirrels and woodpeckers.

Quail live in the blackberry bushes, hundreds of them and I witness several cubbies of at least 20 each summer.  Today I had the honor of saving one of the babies, probably a couple of weeks old.  Something must have startled the little guy and it scurried into John’s shop hiding out in the sawdust.  John found it this morning barely alive and dehydrated.  He scooped the little guy up and asked me to do what I love to do, nurture nature.  (remember the squirrel story?).

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I gave the baby quail water from a dropper I had from making natural tinctures, he drank and then sat there so weak.  I walked away for an hour or so returning only to find him scurry into the berry bushes like they usually do but without his cubby.  Eventually the newest cubby came to feed and I’m positively thinking and hoping that he found his family.   I’m confident he’s fine.

Then I glance around only to see the amazing flowers that I walk past each day as I head down to the creek house.  I’m blessed to have so much beauty around me.

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The garden is holding its own, Green beans, Peas, Blackberry’s and Blueberries… I love this time of year.

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And finally a new bear in the yard.  He’s not the usual bear, he’s a new fat little teen bear that’s discovered the garbage.  There’s a wildlife trail that runs through our lower property by the creek and right through the blackberry bushes, I’m wondering what’s to pop out next!  Most likely a lion, something I truly dread seeing.

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A little sterling flower dismantled from a necklace that’s currently under construction and soon to be listed on Etsy.

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More to come in a week or so, I’m off to be inspired!

Wild peas

Hello July!

The last of my most favorite months has arrived, the garden has been replanted and I’m seeing new growth each day.  The peas seem to be resilient to those pests that I so much love listening to during these summer nights.

Crickets don’t like my peas, hooray for me!

What did I do???? I planted an over abundance of green beans, peas, cucumbers and squash… let’s see how many I get to keep.  Out of the 50 something sunflowers, I have three.

Thank you Mister Cricket for sparing 3!

Inspired by my peas, they’re happy.  A little burned but they’re flowering just fine.  I’ve taken this crummy situation and wrapped into something that I found to be quite therapeutic during my late nights.  I’m opening up a new Etsy shop  www.wildpeas.etsy.com

It’s not open yet but will be soon. It’s going to be full of threaded things, things that make me smile and things I myself would wear and use.

 

My new Etsy shop is opened… www.wildpeas.etsy.com

Enjoy!

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