Happy Mother's Day to all and to all a good night...

These flowers are from my mom.

Hope you all are having a lovely day, mothers or no. I slept in (no really, SLEPT IN) this morning and we had a lovely Mother's Day brunch followed by a leisurely afternoon where I won mom-of-the day by going to the driving range.

My best present was a card Callum made for me. It features the two of us chained together...FOREVER.

Now that's a lovely sentiment.

love, love...love

You probably didn't know that I had my own personal jeweler on retainer, did you? Yeah, I just tell her to whip something up for me real quick and a day later there it is. Seriously, what I do have is one incredibly talented friend who just happens to be a phenomenal jewelry artist. (Did I mention that she now does the jewelry bying for a speciality shop she works for...so now her eye isn't just for her stuff. It's for good stuff everywhere. And she bakes too.) Again, I lament my lack of photography skills. I'm reading everything I can, I promise. The pendant is from my dad. A Christmas present. It's a shard of Navajo pottery. Marianne took a look at it, and together we decided on moonstones to match the tiny bezel-set stone at the bottom. We both forgot about that tiny stone, but were thrilled when the stones she ordered matched it so well.

This is a close-up of the clutch of coppery-orange stones that she used to pull out the orange in the pottery. The whole thing feels ancient and stormy, like the wine-dark sea (foreshadow, foreshadow). I love, love...love it.

Hey Marianne, I was thinking maybe some earrings to match in the orange, what do you think? Just tack it to my bill. XOXO

home...life...what was that other thing?

I know that I promised some crafting around here, but if you think that when my dad visits it's all about the food and the shopping and the hanging out...well, you'd be right. What can I say? Not a lot of crafting going on. There has been some eating and some shopping and some shutter painting and a lot of laughing. Dad's gone now, back safe, home again, and my fingers are getting a bit twitchy. Yeah, I think there'll be some crafting progress soon.

It's Winds-day, Rabbit

In which the winds gust all day long, knocking over volleyball nets and Adirondak chairs, and our heroes shiver from restaurant to restaurant and store to store. During the day, Al and Lauren feel so achey that they are convinced that they are stricken with hemmorhagic fever or Spanish Influenza or both. Dinner at PF Changs helps.

detrius

One of the things that my dad and I do REALLY well together is shop. We've been busy today, and seriously, this is probably just the beginning. We somehow manage to talk each other into the most outlandish purchases. Like this: We'll be putting these together tonight, I suppose.

And like every good grandad, his only grandson (and son-in-law, note the wine glass) isn't left out!

Only 21 days until the new Pirates movie! Happy Friday everyone!