projects
Jered has been in Colorado Springs for the past five days and since his farewell, I have completely trashed our apartment. However, I have been able to tackle quite a few winter projects. Here is a photo of the mess before I cleaned.
And here is a photo of the apartment after I cleaned. Note the progress of the painting in the background. And the new coffee table I created, seen below as well.
New coffee table, inspired by the February issue of Real Simple. We had this unused piece of glass laying around from our entertainment center, and I found these market crates at the local Buy and Sell shop.
And here is my new work space:
And the sweater I crocheted for my ipod.
I know, barf, right?
memory, memoir, memento
I keep returning to a memory I have from when I was something like ten years old. Every summer, mine and another family vacationed up north at this family's cabin on Lake Eau Claire. There was a man who frequently visited us, a neighbor I think. His name was Jim. And if his name wasn't Jim, well it's Jim in my memory, so we'll call him Jim. He was like a grandfather to us kids, mostly as a result of his age, but also because of his fabulous magic tricks.
Jimbo could turn a quarter into a slip bobber right before our eyes. Or pull a beer out from behind my ear. NO idea how he did that.
But the best "trick" he ever played on us, one that keeps recirculating in my brain, goes as follows. And I change my mind, I think I was more like eight.
So Jim always told us how much he just loved Cheerios. (Okay, I have NO idea if he loved Cheerios, but it makes the story better, you'll see).
So one day he was again telling us about his passion for Cheerios. That afternoon he let us in a little secret: That if you planted Cheerios in the ground, and waited long enough (overnight), there would be a wonderfully magical surprise the next morning.
So of course, what did we do? We followed his careful instructions. And late one night went out to plant some Cheerios in the ground. Just under another tree of course-- Jim said that was the most important instruction.
After hardly being able to sleep that night, we woke up the following morning to a beautiful tree blossoming, full of magical, wonderfully sweet donuts. Cheerios that had sprouted through the Earth, decorating the branches of the small maple tree under which we'd planted them.
rocky mountain high
Ski Cooper - Leadville, CO - January 11, 2007
