11–20 of 23 entries from the month of: July 2012

Rendezvous

July 17th

Rendevous Rodeo

I went to Wyoming last week for an annual party hosted the second weekend of July — Rendezvous. There is an official description of what this rodeo/parade/pageant means here. The entire week of festivities are endearing and remind you of the length some will go to preserve tradition.

Rendevous Rodeo

The pageant involves the local kids making their own clothing for the event — which takes months. They bead the belts, tan the leather, etc. The result is an amusing parade of young folks wearing outfits that often include pieces handed down by their folks.

Rendezvous

This guy was like, “These pants? 50 years old, man.” Right on, dude. 

The churches get on board by competing with fundraisers. The same time the Presbyterians on one side of town were hosting their pancake breakfast, the Episcopalians were hosting their annual pie sale.

Pie Sale!

Pie Sale!

Pie Sale!

I simply adore this small-town Americana stuff. The church ladies. The old men waiting outside to buy their favorite pies. Even the books of the Bible set up in the Sunday school room where the sale took place — simply charming.

I walked around for five days photographing everything and anything that seemed interesting, with a grin plastered across my face.

Many, many photos of our hijinx to come.

~K

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Couldn’t Drag Me Away

July 15th

Wyoming was exactly what I needed: time away with friends, to sleep, read, roam, etc. The trip started with a visit to the Wild Horse Sanctuary in Rock Springs.

Wild Horse Sanctuary

Wild Horse Sanctuary

Wild Horse Sanctuary

Wild Horse Sanctuary

Wild Horse Sanctuary

Wild Horse Sanctuary

My.

God.

I know they call this “Big Sky Country.” There simply aren’t words eloquent enough to describe the magnificence of this landscape. The horizon goes forever. The rolling hills in shades of semi-precious stones: opal, topaz, and amber. And then night falls. The campfire burns bright keeping the smokey drifts of hungry mosquitoes temporarily at bay. The sky comes to life. Like someone threw handfuls of diamonds on a piece of thick black velvet.

It is just too good to be true.

~k

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Gone Fishin’

July 12th

Squaretop Mountain

The thing about love is that it requires unbelievable vulnerability. Risk. The willingness to share your secrets and let all the ugly — or at least some of it — hang out to be judged. Accepted. Rejected. Ignored.

By contrast, the top of the roller coaster is fueled with those magical tingly overwhelming feelings that makes your heart race and your breath catch. When you are there, caught in the infancy of such emotion, it feels like nothing could ever go wrong ever. It is pure and beautiful and makes you smile in your sleep.

So it seems, the moment I mention love here — things go sour. It’s happened several times now, enough to make someone who is spiritual but not superstitious change her ways. Throw salt over her shoulder. Avoid the 13th of anything. Keep her big mouth shut.

This isn’t a public hearing of what went wrong. (Very little) Or what went right. (Quite a bit) I loved someone fully, blindly, madly and it didn’t work. I’m better off for the time we spent together, so grateful he’ll remain in my life as a trusted friend.

I’m headed to Wyoming this week for a few days away with family friends. I hope to attend the rodeo, cat call a few cowboys in Wranglers and spin myself silly at night in the meadow — staring at the starry heavens above. I also hope to catch my breath and get this elephant of doom off my chest.

And to those who have figured out this mystery of love — I’m in awe. Hold your other close. As it seems to me more and more —  love is all that matters.

-k

 

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Fashionistas: What Not To Wear

July 11th

Kara,

First of, I’m sorry I  missed June. I know you’ve heard, but the month was mean. I’m glad she’s gone, and I rarely have such a sour attitude. Thankfully, July has already been much sweeter.* And July! Not just fireworks (we had none, thanks to actual fires) and sunny days (plenty of those) but also one of my very favorite words in the English language: VACATION. (Road trip!)

New gardening hat

So, so many options on what to wear, with splashy bags, sandals, fun earrings and big JLO-inspired hats. Oh, summer. I love thee. For bright pink pedicured toes. For popsicles in the middle of the afternoon. For running around barefoot once the sun drops behind the mountains, watching with awe as the sky sparkles to life. For fly fishing. For spending time in the garden. For watching as everyone comes out of their homes and spends as much time as possible at the park. By the creek. In the community pool.

JennieBut this months theme is what we won’t wear. Those items we buy on a whim only to later realize they look awful. The ways we won’t bend to trend. The sections of the store we completely avoid. The looks we try not to laugh at when seen on others in public. (Crocs, embroidered outfits on anyone older than age 5 — especially those featuring Winnie the Pooh, man-pris, high-waisted anything.)

That which does not look good on me/that which I will not wear:

1. Strapless. I am not built for strapless dresses, tube tops, etc. My shoulders are broad and strong from years of swimming and I have an hourglass figure. Strapless make me look like the Hulk. Halter dresses, however — are delightful:

april 2, 2011

Yeah. So are babies. 

Mad Men Season 4

And open toed shoes. 

2. Yellow. It does nothing for my olive skin. So this dress? Super cute on her, a disaster for me.

3. Ankle length pants. This is more from childhood trauma of being a jack-and-the-beanstalk-grower, but my pants never fit. I showed ankle before it was a option at the Gap. (At that time, it was called “waders.”) I like capris. I like wide leg pants. I don’t need to intentionally show ankle. They’ve seen enough light over the years.

4. Shorts. Unless I’m running in heat, yoga pants or a skirt are my go-to options. I have a pair of dark jean shorts I love that my brother recently mentioned remind him of our mom. Huh. I’d much prefer this skirt, my current fave. 

Donk Runs

5. Triangle top bikinis. Le. Duh. 

Honestly, my tastes are classic. Pearls. Heels. A-line dresses and skirts. Dark jeans. A great pressed white button down. An expensive handbag paired with Target bracelets. Don’t give me loud prints. Or elastic anything. I want the lines simple, the lipstick red and the eyeliner black. (Like my coffee. And President.)

So, Kara — what’s on your no-go list? You are far more adventurous than I am in the fashion department. I am eager to see what your courageous soul avoids.

Also, on the flip side? I’d LOVE to be wearing these this season.

~K

*July includes the added benefit of heartbreak. But hey, at least I haven’t hit my head yet.

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Envelope Clutch #3

July 10th

My first try at piping.*

Envelope Clutch #3

I bought the exterior fabric at my local thrift store. The 3 yard piece cost $.75. Sometimes, life just seems too lucky.

Envelope Clutch #3

Envelope Clutch #3

Envelope Clutch #3

The interior reminds me of my first car — the Hornet. I bought this fat quarter for something like $13 at Fancy Tiger. It’s Japanese and was an impulse purchase. The bamboo handle and zipper I had on hand. My summer tote — a fair reflection of my quirks. Thrifty, impulse, vintage and off to the rodeo. And yet — still a touch of Betty Draper.

No?

~K

No, that isn’t a reference to 50 Shades of Bondage. The fact some 20% of all books purchased in the US right now are tied to that series makes me wonder if I will ever make my mark as a writer (of characters who don’t own handcuffs.)

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Dew Claw

July 10th

Dew Claw Damage

I’m a little pouty

We’ve been hiking a lot lately. I noticed last week Nelson was paying particular attention to one of his feet, licking it and such. When I pulled him into my lap the next morning, he made a low, painful groan. I’d never heard that noise — or any painful noise — from him before and it made my heart stop.

Dew Claw Damage

It hurts!

Thankfully, it was something relatively simple: he’d torn a dew claw. At the advice of my mom and vet, I took him in. He was sedated, his foot shaved and the dew claw trimmed back. He’s on antibiotics for a few weeks and I am having the ever-so-fun challenge of keeping a sock on one of his feet. You can imagine how well that’s going.

Nelson

Yeah. I’m cute even with a sock on. Love me!

The vet laughed when I called mid-day to see how he’d done with sedation. After he had his teeth cleaned last year, he wandered around the house in a daze for hours. Thankfully, this was local and he bounced right back. When he saw me at the front desk he started wagging his tail and walked right to the door. WNM for, “Where the hell have you been? Did you see what they did to me? I HAVE A CHICKEN LEG. LET’S GET OUT OF HERE NOW! Also, can I have some steak tonight?” 

~K

 

 

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Envelope II

July 9th

{Second time trying this pattern. First one can be seen here.}

Envelope clutch #2

Envelope clutch #2

Envelope clutch #2

Envelope clutch #2

~K

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State of the Homestead, July

July 7th

IMG_3047State of Homestead: July 2012

State of Homestead: July 2012

State of Homestead: July 2012

State of Homestead: July 2012

State of Homestead: July 2012

State of Homestead: July 2012

State of Homestead: July 2012

State of Homestead: July 2012

Flowers blooming :: basil booming :: tomatoes, cukes, squash and pumpkins going wild in the garden — vines growing akimbo :: compost pile started :: chickens on hold (cranky neighbor).

~k

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+ Cream

July 6th

Colorado peaches -- a summer tradition

Colorado peaches -- a summer tradition

Colorado peaches -- a summer tradition

Colorado peaches -- a summer tradition

Peach crumble :: 4th of July dessert :: summer in a dish

~K

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Envelope Clutch

July 5th

When I saw this tutorial on Noodlehead’s site, I knew I had to make an envelope clutch. Or 12. It is so similar in design to one of my most favorite handbags — and I have plans to change this pattern after I’ve mastered it to include a bamboo handle, which I love.

Envelope Clutch

Also — Noodlehead, aka: Anna? So kind. Truly a great pattern maker, and willing to answer questions when things go awry. I don’t buy many patterns online thanks to those shelves teeming with craft books, but I can’t recommend her site highly enough. Creative, smart, fun and she taught me a handful of new sewing skills.

Envelope Clutch

And really, that’s what made me so happy about this tutorial. I regret not taking home ec classes once upon a time. I’ve learned most of my sewing skills through trial and error. And error. And error. And oh, I need another seam ripper because this one is now dull.

Envelope Clutch

A great sewing tutorial makes me cheery. New skills! Such as: inserting a magnetic clasp and  inserting an internal zippered pocket.

Envelope Clutch

If only life situations came with tutorials! I am in what my mother would call “a growth phase,” during which I literally keep banging my head against walls.

Newsflash: change is hard.

Envelope Clutch

These fabric choices make me think of Miami and a picnic. Bright, cheery and a celebration of summer, I’m throwing myself at a creative project to think things through.

Sending this clutch as a CAOK to a colleague in Arkansas. More to come…

~K

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