Thinking about: waves.

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All day today....

I'm working on these all day today - if I'm lucky.

Laundry Day Treasury!

pretty! go here.

Around here, spring is well and truly springing and it has been a week full of rather vivid dreams, lemon riccotta pancakes, typing with children (slightly less screamy than writing longhand), and the essential nature of rocks. I shall be trying, in the next few days, to work the words: I refute you thusly! into conversation. I'll let you know if I succeed.

Hello, big project.

There's a big project in the workroom right now. One that requires big rolls of beautiful, wavy-printed hemp/organic cotton fabric....
You're awesome, as always. It's nice of you to visit. Why don't you go into the kitchen and make us both some nachos, hm?

Treasury Tuesday.

I'm in three Treasuries all at once? Absurd! here, here, and here.

Around here....

Around here, we are working on our fourth grade Mission report. And when I say "we" I mean that I'm 100% sure I'm getting more out of it than Seamus is. Yesterday, we had six Thoms cousins in a room at one time - which means we had quorum and thought maybe we'd vote on something, but couldn't think of anything, so we ate cake instead. Plus - Julian Fellowes knows how to fuck some shit up, yeah? Yeah.
ps. There is nothing like having your email hacked to get all your friends and relatives to contact you. Could be useful.

Friday, I'm in love....

Other people's sketchbooks and studios. The messier, the better.
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New in the shop.

I do try to be modest. Not very hard - but, you know - I get excited. Nevermind.
This bag rules and I'm super-in-love-with-it. It's pretty and strong and fully lined with recycled hemp/organic cotton muslin. Just the way we like. See why I'm so excited? They're in the shop!

Amsterdam.

I'm going to go ahead and say that out-loud. Because I bought tickets. Yes I did.
pretty photo.

Around here....

Fin's best friend's cat died, so Fin found a rock and drew a cat face on it for him. That's my kid. He's also the one who destroyed Christmas, but he'd rather I didn't talk about that anymore.

Friday, I'm in love....

Omygoodness, how beautiful! Cathy Cullis.

Eight.

Today, my baby is eight.
Now — his father and I are super-talented geniuses, but this kid is more super-talented and mega-geniusy than the two of us combined. Maybe three times and talented and smart as us. And good-looking. We only hope he soon learns to use it in the service of freedom and justice. Instead of whatever he's using it for now.

Around here....

Around here, I'm cleaning my workroom. You know - because I'm supposed to be doing my taxes.

Friday, I'm in love....

Arounna at bookhou wrote this fabulous post about buying handmade. (It was on Poppytalk.) I love how practical it is because I would have added a whole bit about intangible things and buying a story and it would have been super-heartfelt and you would have read it and thought: she's crazy.