Tuesday, June 30, 2015


I recently read a post about keeping a small circle of friends. I don't remember the exact quote or who was being quoted, but it kind of bummed me out a bit. I think mostly that it speaks to the under 25 crowd as a reminder to maintain only the good friendships that help one to grow. However, as a person who spent much of their young life moving to new places I often felt excluded from small circles of friendship. Those long established relationships often left no room for new friends. Like I was always on the outside looking in and wishing to be a part of ANY group of friends. Of course this naturally translated into me hanging out with what would probably be deemed as the wrong crowd as a young girl.

Thankfully I moved on into adulthood and began making lifelong friendships. I have now made many friendships that have lasted decades. While the circle of my very closest friends remains fairly small and tight I never close the door on the possibility for new friendships. I have a the more the merrier policy. Ultimately I think some people fade away and other come to feel so much like family that it hardly seems possible that we aren't related.

Many of these friendships were ignited when one friend was single and when they found their partner our circle grew. We have also made friends through friends. I am always actively pursuing new friendships too. I guess, getting back to the original quote, I don't believe in having a small circle of friends. I think that a circle of friends probably has a natural capacity, but that isn't really something that needs delegation. Obviously many friendships have a season and then they fade, but those serve a great purpose too. I learn and grow from every relationship that I have and there is no way that I am interested in limiting growth.

Monday, June 29, 2015

Nicfest 2015

This weekend was the annual arts festival held by our local art museum. The weekend long event, Nicfest, is a really awesome community event with music, art, food, and activities. While the fest is super fun we always miss Eric as he has to work from morning until night each day of the festival. We do get to see him when we hit up the party, but he is working so it is pretty brief. 

Also this week Andy, Anne and Lennon are visiting and Andy is playing several shows around town, two at Nicfest! Here are a few photos from the weekend event.

Slush ice of some form. Flavor unknown.

Elise chose to have her face painted as a patriotic skull.

We enjoyed both of Andy's performances.

Cordelia had her face painted with dolphins. She was careful to remind the face painting lady to include glitter and lip paint.

Eric and Elise.

Andy Mason.

Eric, Anne, Lennon.

Sitting while the girls have their faces painted. Two of the face painters were my students and I think they were intimidated, probably because I am super  judgey about face painting. Only kidding.

The festival was a big success, though I am glad to be done with it and see my husband again.

Sunday, June 28, 2015

Sunday Quote: Grandparent

A child needs a grandparent, anybody's grandparent, to grow a little more comfortably into an unfamiliar world.
~ Charles and Ann Morse

Saturday, June 27, 2015

Busy with Friends

Photo from Andy and Anne

We are busy hanging out with friends. So I am just going to let you look at a photo today.

Friday, June 26, 2015

Phone Photo Friday: 6.26.15

Another week bites the dust.

My father and Cordelia surveying their kingdom.
My mother, the girls, me. Hiking like bosses.

Who is that handsome fella?

This is what Sam does when I try and take a photo with him. Also, he is so tall. I am 5'11" and he makes me look like a tiny baby.

Somebody woke everyone up with the first light of sun---then zoned out because it was too early.

Visit to the "Dinosaur Museum" as my girls call it.

Very proudly wearing underwear on her head. I am like 87% sure that they were clean.

Chalk drawing on a lazy afternoon.

Cordelia and I sketching in the backyard.

Sweet sisters. Playing all the time. Living in their own sister world.

Spying on a caterpillar.

We finally got to meet Lennon, baby of dear friends Andy and Anne.

Anne and Lennon.

Eric and Andy reviewing the designer proof of Eric's  book.

Everyone loves a hammock

Thursday, June 25, 2015

Living Things

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I love life a lot, living things, growing things---all of it is really amazing. I think that we collectively become jaded to life and we are often regarded as childlike or whatever when we appreciate the splendor of being alive and having a life. I generally choose to ignore that line of thinking and instead I choose to be in wonder of this one life that I have.

Wednesday, June 24, 2015

Art Class

Saturday I led a class at Art 321. Originally the class had been scheduled for 10-3 with a lunch break, but there was some sort of confusion when it went to print and the class was listed as 9-4. I was a little concerned about filling up so much time, but I ended up being thankful for the extra time.

I led my class through a little background into my style and the way that I had created work for the show that is currently on display at the gallery. Hint: my style and technique are MESSY.

I had an absolutely amazing group and I had a super fun day painting and sharing with the other artists. Students came from a variety of skill levels and backgrounds, it was so exciting to see people work through ideas.

While there I managed to bust out a quick little piece as I showed a few different techniques and styles.

When four rolled around I was surprised at how quickly the time had passed. A whole day dedicated to art sharing and making.

Tuesday, June 23, 2015

Parting with Daisy

So last Monday we adopted Daisy on behalf of the Wyoming Basset Hound Rescue Foundation. Thankfully the foundation also rescues mixed breeds and in Daisy's case, bloodhounds. 

We had Daisy for a week and we were seriously considering the possibility of adopting her as she is really a sweet girl. Unfortunately on Sunday we did discover that she is food aggressive. This is a common problem and one that can easily be addressed with training. 

Normally Eric and would just continue with training, but there are more individuals involved than just the two of us. We owe all beings under our care a safe environment. With that said Daisy did absolutely no harm to anyone, but the  reality was that we were genuinely concerned about what might happen if the girls were to drop food on the floor and try to retrieve it, would they be safe? We were pretty sure that everything would be fine, but with an 80lb dog and a 25lb kid pretty sure was not enough.

So we had to pass Daisy on to her next stop at a foster home with older kids and two other bloodhounds. I was very sad about the whole thing, mostly because I wanted to be the last chapter in her story. I want her to have a happy life. Instead we were just a few pages---which is all we had signed up to be---and I was sad to be unable to be more for her.

Ultimately I learned that fostering is a great way to help dogs find their forever homes, but I am probably not the person to foster. I grew very attached to her and felt/feel very sad to see her go, even if it is the best situation for all of us. I know she is on her way to the perfect home, perhaps she is already there as the next foster was already implying a possible adoption. I am so thankful that we got to be a part of the process and we got to meet such an amazing dog. I am also so happy to live in a world where so many people work together to ensure the safety and happiness of one animal.

Monday, June 22, 2015

Father's Day

Yesterday was Father's Day. We celebrated with a picnic and a hike in the mountains. The picnic party was comprised of Eric, the girls, me, my parents and youngest brother Sam. The mountain was just gorgeous with so many flowers blooming. It was a bit cooler on the mountain than down in town where it was 90+ F, which to us northern folk is mighty hot.

Gorgeous lupine was everywhere!

My husband and my father.

Elise giving her grandpa a flower.

Sam loves to have his photo taken.

My father with his granddaughters.

Piggy back ride.

Eric uprooting a tree with his bare hands.

My mother.

My dad and Cordelia looking out at the view.

Sam, looking mighty casual.
Our view on the return drive.

Sunday, June 21, 2015

Sunday Quote: Scraps of Wisdom

I believe that what we become depends on what our fathers teach us at odd moments, when they aren't trying to teach us. We are formed by little scraps of wisdom.
-Umberto Eco
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