Last week I took a trip to D.C. and Richmond to visit with my good friend Monica and her sweet baby boy, Hudson. We had a great time shopping, eating good food and laughing it up. As an added bonus, my other good friend Erin and her darling daughter, Lillie were also in town. Baby bonanza!
In Falls Church we ordered take-out at my favorite vegetarian restaurant, Sunflower, then picked up tasty bubble drinks (avocado, strawberry, lychee) inEden Center. The donuts reminded me of Homer Simpson.
Lastly, here are some goodies I discovered on Cary Street in Richmond:
Gnome Onesie - World of Mirth California-themed charm bracelet - vintage shop (I might keep as is or refashion it) Pin & Mug - Mongrel
I know that Thomas Allen has made an appearance on numerous blogs, but I couldn't resist. His work is incredible! He takes pulp fiction paperbacks and like a skilled surgeon, slices up the covers and creates these amazing dioramas. The characters literally jump off the pages.
Thomas Allen was kind enough to share with me, a folder showcasing most of his work over the past 9 years. And I quote, "something other bloggers won't find online." Thank you Thomas Allen!
This past Saturday we went strawberry picking at Brookdale Farm. It's our annual Mother's Day tradition (delayed this year). Despite scattered showers and muddy fields (hooray for wellies), we had a great time. We filled 5 baskets with big juicy berries. And it was my nephew's first time joining us.
On Tuesday evening I discovered the wonderful world of tilt-shift photography. Tilt-shifting manipulates photos and makes them appear miniature. You can make your street look like it belongs in Mr. Roger's neighborhood of make-believe. And tiltshiftmaker.com lets you do this without any special lenses.
Here is my feeble attempt. This picture was taken on our vacation in the Outer Banks last summer. It helps to have an aerial shot. Thankfully we were on top of a lighthouse for this one. Can't you just imagine Mr. Roger's hand reaching down over the house? In a friendly way.
This post is in honor of my mother, my sister, my mother-in-law and all my friends who are mothers. Here is one of my favorite poems.
Why My Mother Made Me by Sharon Olds
Maybe I am what she always wanted, my father as a woman, maybe I am what she wanted to be when she first saw him, tall and smart, standing there in the college yard with the hard male light of 1937 shining on his black hair. She wanted that power. She wanted that size. She pulled and pulled through him as if he were dark bourbon taffy, she pulled and pulled and pulled through his body until she drew me out, amber and gleaming, her life after her life. Maybe I am the way I am because she wanted exactly that, wanted there to be a woman a lot like her, but who would not hold back, so she pressed herself hard against him, pressed and pressed the clear soft ball of herself like a stick of beaten cream against his stained sour steel grater until I came out on the other side of his body, a big woman, stained, sour, sharp, but with that milk at the center of my nature. I lie here now as I once lay in the crook of her arm, her creature, and I feel her looking down into me the way the maker of a sword gazes at his face in the steel of the blade.
I've always been fascinated by barbershop music. The harmonizing sounds of a cappella music is both raw and beautiful. So what do you get when you combine Ben Folds' greatest hits and a cappella? An amazing collaboration! More here and here.
Welcome to The Studious Crafter! A place where I can collect and share things that I love. If you click on the "About Me" frame and find that we have similar interests, you might enjoy this blog. But you don't have to take my word for it!