Coffee and Knitting

I've found something in life that actually brings me peace.

I finally figured out how to cable knit! Woot!



I found some adorable buttons at a cute little craft store and I can't wait to use them. I think I'm going to start selling knit coffee sleeves.





And some beautiful music.

Grizzly Bear - Shift

I Must Go on Standing

"Dear Austin,


I miss my father.

My heart aches to be held in his arms again, his always tired arms. I miss sitting on the porch with him while he smoked, watching the sun go down together. I crave to inhale his old, familiar scent of leather and nicotine. I can still remember how his cheeks felt when I touched them, rough and creased. I long to kiss his cheeks again and tell him how much I want him back, how much I love him.

He worked at a coat factory. He sewed the buttons onto the coats. There had been racks upon racks of leather coats and I would hid in them for hours, just breathing in the smell of fresh leather.

One night, a few weeks before he left, he had came home with bleeding fingers. He said the needles had made him bleed again and I had washed them clean. That night my mother and father had fought. I had hid in the bath tub and covered my eyes, hot tears dampening my palms. My mother had still been yelling when he had burst through the bathroom door and slammed it shut behind him. I remember watching him swing open a cabinet and pull out a pair of silver scissors.

He cut all his long, curly hair off. I begged him not to, pleaded with him to leave it, but he didn't listen. I cried as I watched all his dark hair fall into the bathroom sink. After he was gone, I had collected all the hair from the sink and placed it in a mason jar.

He had always been the one to cut my hair, and when he did, we would take all of my cut hair and place it in the trees and bushes so the birds could use it for their nests.

The day my father left, I placed the pieces of his long hair in the trees. I watched as the birds and the wind took it. And I knew, where ever my father was...

He was free.




~ Lucy"

Hot Winds

Inspiration has left me. My head is filled with hot winds and tumble weeds. All ideas seem to escape my head and I crave to take photos, but I'm unsure of what to photograph. I need ideas.

I want a Bomber Jacket and Loafers. Terribly.


Help.

"You can't compare anything to Life. Life is Life."

Its amazing to think about how much life is being created every single day. Its such a beautiful thing. God is so amazing.

Congratulations, Elizabeth! Maren is one of the most beautiful babies I have seen in a very long time. You and Tim did a wonderful job! :)

I helped photograph a wedding on Saturday. More life! Haha A new life. So amazing.

(I took these :D)

The Money Came and She Died in Her Rocking Chair...

Oh, the wonders of yarn and hooks!

I just finished up a few new dolls. I think they turned out pretty cute. I love fall. It seems like such a creative season. I love sitting in my bed with coffee, and listening to the rain pour outside my window. Even though I prefer the sun over the rain. I wish we had had warmer weather this year. Warmer weather and less fires. Oh, the wonders of California... I can't wait to finally go on a long road trip...

Fall is here...

I wish fall here was like the kind in the movies. Where the trees turn orange and lose leaves. But nooo! All we get is fog and rain... Thats supposed to be Spring. *Sigh* Oh well. I suppose I should just enjoy the fall fashion and things anyways. It makes me feel better.

Starting a Blog

Yes, I am, in fact, starting a blog. My life isn't very interesting, but neither is anyone else's. Thats why we have reality TV. It makes life more interesting...

“I am enough of an artist to draw freely upon my imagination. Imagination is more important than knowledge. Knowledge is limited. Imagination encircles the world.”