by Lynaea
on March 8, 2013
On Wanting to Dance (or reaching for Happy)
In a bit of a funk and reaching for some way to be happy the other day, my eyes fell on this purplish skirt hanging in my closet. It was like recognizing the face of a friend in a crowd on a lonely day. I eagerly grabbed it. Wearing it, I feel graceful. I feel free. I feel…like sweeping my legs in a battement tendu, or throwing myself into a grande jete. Even though I’m not a dancer, and had no idea, until a moment ago, of what a battement tendu was (thanks Google, and “Ballet for Dummies”). [continue reading…]
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by Lynaea
on March 6, 2013
My Sister’s Pig—Leah Wilcox Tells a Pig Story
(source= chaimai.com…or stoned pig)
I’m about to share a short story. A true one, with only minor embellishments. It was written by my sister, Leah Wilcox
, who actually is a published author (which should be ample incentive to read on). Leah lives on ten acres in Central Oregon in a house she built with her husband. She has four kids, and a few animals. One of the finer joys of my life is my correspondence with her. We both love to write; I feel smarter and funnier in her company, and I think I may be a living writing prompt for her. Though not in this story.
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by Lynaea
on March 5, 2013
Just Another Manic Monday. Don’t Worry, Be Happy Now.
I’ve mentioned, here and there, my wrestlings with depression. I say wrestlings knowing darn well that I’m no Jacob, and my adversary is no angel. But I kinda wish I were a warrioress of biblical proportions, with long, lean muscles, indomitable red braids, and a stern, penetrating gaze. And I really, really wish a more angelic depression would wipe its brow, sigh, and say (preferably no later than this coming Friday), “Yeah, you bested me. I’m done for. Wasn’t sure you could, wow, who knew. Well. Here’s a ladder. So you can–you know–swing from a star, babe. Carry moonbeams home in a jar.”
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by Lynaea
on March 2, 2013
Homemade Dress-Up and Sister Tickling
I made a dress for my littlest daughter. I wanted to take pictures of her in it. She happily donned the dress and started posing pleasantly enough, but. Something someone said somehow set her off, and the photo shoot turned into a pout session/tickle fest. Eventually, after snuggling and serving a nice snack, I snapped sweet shots of my sugar darlin in her homemade dress….though I seriously don’t regret the photos of her in her moment (I love them all, actually). I promised I’d share more of these images, along with a pictorial tutorial of the outfit…
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by Lynaea
on March 2, 2013
I’ve featured homemade aprons on my blog twice now.
Remember these? Thought I’d share musings and tutorial on how I made them…
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by Lynaea
on March 1, 2013
My Child is Her Own Person, And Always Has Been (see cute baby photo). 
It is tempting, as I publicly document my life and loves, to make it look neat and pretty, and edit out the toast crumbs and forehead lines. Which isn’t such a bad thing, really…? I’ve thumbed through “Artful Blogging”, transported and moved by its luminous eye candy. It is an ideal I’m reaching for. (Or maybe, I’m just a kid saying “I want some! Me too me too!”). Recently, I made a sweet outfit for my youngest, oh-so cleverly refashioning it out of one of my abandoned summer dresses and a sweater I’d found thrift shopping. It was a labor of love, yes, but I’ll admit also that I was possibly a little greedy… I figured I’d have bragging rights. I couldn’t wait to show off beautiful pictures of my child in my very own creation.
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by Lynaea
on February 28, 2013
Hey There! It’s still cold around here, February hasn’t clocked out yet, and just today, I discovered that the icicles my daughter comes home licking are in fact the bizarre looking ones we’ve noticed growing underneath my neighbor’s trampoline. We’re smack dab at the bitter end of winter here. So. I’m super excited to distract myself (and you too) with a party, of sorts…
A lovely little giveaway!
Except it’s not so little…if you look below, there are quite a few bloggers involved. The Closet Intellectual is the hostess; you can visit her and each of the other blogs below by clicking on their banners bellow. The actual giveaway entry buttons are at the very bottom…entering is pretty simple. Just a few clicks and you could be picked to win a prize from this “Lovely Little Giveaway”. I’m giving away another cute little homemade/refashioned apron (this week, as serendipity would have it, I’m participating in two giveaways).
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by Lynaea
on February 26, 2013
Homemade: Apron
My friend Steph brings gifts when she visits. One gift was this apron.
Which I love. And which I wear, often…not necessarily with practical, utilitarian motives. Call it my kitchen costume.
Since I love it so well, I want more aprons. More and more and more. I always do want more, when I love something. This wanting more is a trait I inherited from my stellar grandfathers. Both of them. Call the trait a redundant heirloom. I’m not letting it go; it’s precious to me. My Grandpa Wilson used to say, when he really liked something (a hamburger, perhaps, or piece of pie) “Mmmm, mmmm, mmmm. This has a very Moorish flavor”. Sure do miss him.
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