Memories

Noah batting in his Tournament of Champions this summer, hot Soboba day.
How I miss sketching.

DNA cracks me up.
Young and restless.

Shellville

C'C'-ones!
Sarah's recent jaunt while hiking southern cali shores, drying in the sunlight.
Great glass bowl made for cones, but not so great at a toddler's eye level. . .

A Little This & That

Just being unconventional. Uh, simply lazy is more like it.
I think one of the best ways to scrap, is to scrap while on vacation of the current vacation. Then you are mostly done. . .journal scrapping.
Doodling power!
Mish mash, critical of this layout (may have to redo).

Happy Birthday Frank, *19*

You are a cornerstone of this family at age 19. We love you.

Summer Layouts

I added a summer drink to take place of ice tea. . .I needed a treat to accompany all the baseball games and practices I am involved in.
The Word on a layout. Little ornaments hanging in the corner, sketching, doodling. Featuring one of my own mermaid stamps.
Sewing pukas on a page! Must do again! I have about ten more pages to share. Trying to find my groove, been a couple of years absent from the table. We'll see, the Scrappy Room is still not quite finished.

Rockin' the Accessories

The Five Wrap delight, L-R: Lacette's multi colored wrap for Sarah, Copper bling (originally my first that I had to restring) and a cobalt blue to wear with denim. Easy to craft & it rocks while wearing!
Sarah has been creating jewelry for sometime now. I pulled out this pearl necklace from Sarah's stash, girls gotta have pearls!
I broke this necklace in on Saturday for the Sade concert. Camay found these pukas off of Kauai's shores this summer. One talented wahine that Camay, it's dainty & what I love the most, a touch of something from nature.

Sade! My Love is King!

My gosh! Sade brings out romance into the sunshine! My fave:

Your love is king,

crown you in my heart .

Your love is king,

never need to part.

Your kisses ring,

round and round and round my head

Touching the very part of me.

It's making my soul sing.

Tearing the very heart of me

I'm crying out for me.

Your love is king,

Crown you in my heart.

Your love is king

You're the ruler of my heart.

I'm coming up, I'm coming

You're making me dance inside.

Suki, 2002-2011

He always wanted to sleep near me, and I loved resting my head into him sideways. Now I feel the empty space in my heart & when I see his favorite spots. . . the bittersweet memories are stirred.
Been too sad to write of losing Suki this past June on a warm night this summer. He wasn't at the backdoor waiting for me as he usually did if he got out the door. I didn't check for Suki for whatever reason to be sure he was in for the night. And we all know the coyotes are looking for prey. Sarah said Suki was our Ninja Cat, he lived by the sword & passed on in the animal kingdom. He had a specialty, fresh Lizard or fresh birds. My front door was always a scene of grossness, it was constantly being used for the ugly deed. I loved this boy from the minute he came home and even now without him about.

Sister Frames

Gifts for Camay. . .pull out the supplies, shuffle the endless stash of shells, search for the perfect piece & play with angles & glue, let thoughts just wander aimlessly. . .it's a way of resting! Scratch one more item from the To Do List.

Summer Beach Shelling

Cannot see the pearlescent shine. . .these are sweet. . .
Blue & purple tone "winged" shells. Needs polishing.

So California, picturesque shore.

Shells, More Shells & Bluebirds

I LOVE SUMMER TIME! Find happy places, that's what I say, and here is a moment in time--wind blowing on the shores of Maui, shell picking to hearts content.

My Abalone Story. I was gifted bagfuls of raw abalone from my brother-in-law Gary. He is a consummate diver, and inherited this abalone treasure from his father. Not knowing what to do with it, knowing how kook kooky choo I am. . .in turn has gifted me. His wife, Christa complimented me by saying only I could take a stinky dusty dirty bag of shells and create something beautiful. Joy, joy! {These are abalone pieces which are in raw form, I find the opposite side of the glorious abalone just as beautiful. Hope to get a rock polish drum sometime soon.}
Yesterday at Laguna Beach. . .purple blue--just another take of shells.
Little things. . .I love little blue birdies, blue bird of happiness. I took my trinket holder and touched it up with blue. What makes you happy?

Father's Day Love

To the best Father. Hands down, our rock.

Moraga Visit: Unexpectedly Inspired

Beading never, I mean never appealed to me. . .until. . .The Wrap Bracelet was spied when I was on Maui in May, I don't think I'll ever be the same! And, I have the bracelets and beads to show for it. I think I can craft until I am an old old lady.
If I could learn to bake the Velvet Cupcake. . .it would make me so happy!
Oh, a picture says a thousand words. Beginning with. . .yes please.
Two Sisters, reunited. Lacette and Camay.

Twenty Precious Years

It's this beautiful time in life wherein, I want or need nothing more than what I have in my heart & mind. Thanks be to the grace of God. And love to my man. . .twenty more, let's bring it on!

Dear Bloggie. . .

I have so neglected you! I packed my luggage and took Lacette to Maui. I took my homemade journal, and with a little Starbucks was on my way. . .
. . .to this. . .it's a hard life. You know Bloggie, I need inspiration!
Beachcombing. . .you either love it or leave it. I choose to love it of course. I have friends who gladly obsess with me. . .thank God they embrace it!
Even if my bum is sitting on piles of coral, it's a treasure trove of a day. . .
There is always, some kind of jewelry to buy. An over the top cone necklace & bracelet by Maui Shells.
My high school peep, Annette--we were Maui High School cheerleaders, can you tell?
My sister's home is this amazing artist's haven of artwork and shell crafting. And sweet little surprises, marbles from the beachcombing.
How Haiku had torrential rainstorm, which we loved by the way. If I could share with you the sound of tropical rain, the wind in the trees day and night, I would.
We did not cook. Cooking, blah. Not on vacation. Lacette & Vida, thanks for the memories.
Vida gave me this frame and photo to Lacette and I, and I hurried to produce this frame with my current Maui shells. When my hubby saw this photo he bust out laughing saying that my bud and I looked like "Frick & Frack". Frick & Frack were comedic famed folly iceskaters in the '30's; ho ho to you Lorin.

I think I will get crackin' to some crafting and such. My scrappy room is getting done. So Bloggie. You can't tell at this point that I am neck high with little league baseball, little Kawai and being a SAHM--who has time for you? Aww. You may be on the backburner of my life, but you are in my life!