January 3, 2007

Shoe Fetish Virus

Judith's feet are not going to be very happy! She just got them these strange looking new shoes. Judith was told, in no uncertain terms that she could not walk the desert anymore or get on the back of a motorcycle in flip-flops. So she went down to Sister Tina's antique store for advice. Tina looked around and found this pair of boots and gave them to her! Tina wanted her sister to be prepared and she got a kick out of making Judith try on boots and listen to her complain. Judith now has 8 pairs of flip-flops, 1 pair of tennis shoes and these *^#$ boots in her closet. Judith's feet are not gonna be happy at all! Can you catch a shoe fetish virus from your two Sisters who each own well over 60 pairs of shoes/boots? I sure hope not. Will they look strange under linen pants or dresses? Will they make me a better beader?
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Judith's usual footwear 360 days of the year! The other 5 days they sport socks.

December 31, 2006

New Year ~ New Opportunities

I've thrown out my baggies and transferred my traveling bead crochet work to a new case. I found these great hard shelled sunglass cases in Target and they work perfectly for taking bead crochet projects along with me. There was even one in chrome that would be classy looking if it was personalized with bead embroidery on the outside.
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New Opportunities ~ 2007
....and I spent the weekend cleaning out closets. I went to the Tucson thrift stores last week with my sister and managed to replace 80% of my wardrobe. Somehow after that trip, closet/pantry cleaning seemed an appropriate occupation for closing out the old year. The bead stash had already been re-organized and it was just the mundane, peripherals of my life that needed some attention. Being a generally messy, creative person I know this will not last, but I can feel good about the organization behind the closed doors for a small time.

Lately I've been seeing way too many sunrises for a confirmed Night Owl. Somehow I've gotten my wake/sleep cycle turned around. Maybe it's time to think about turning this and other perceived problems into opportunities. The turn of a new year always seems to generate those kind of thoughts ~ should I make a list - just to forget, ignore or lose it?

I thought I'd share a photo of one of my favorite Fremont Cottonwood trees. I spent Christmas Day walking with friends at the San Pedro House, which borders the San Pedro River here in Arizona. The tree's winter coloring is something that I keep thinking I'd like capture in bead work. I'll put it on my 2007 list.
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Best Wishes for a very good 2007
to everyone!

December 18, 2006

Gilmer Getaway 12-06

A Bead Cave could be defined as "an adult woman's slumber party with beads". The Gilmer Getaway happens twice a year now when I travel between my New Hampshire and Arizona studios. As many of the beadtrekers as possible gathers in Eastern Texas at Miz Marcie's house.









We bead, eat, laugh, bead....







...and catch up on everyone's news.







We all pitch in and share the cooking - and every meal is a different adventure.





...and some of us pick up knitting as a change of pace...








This trip we were lucky to have a bead stash for sale. And it was well picked over.



We all worked on various projects




















Beaded ATC's (Artist Trading Cards) were the primary project that we had agreed to work on. They show cased the diverse personalities of the gathering.



This Cave gathered six of us together






Bevvie from New Orleans








Libby from Tennessee








Jackie from Texas












Judith from NH & AZ







Mel from Tennessee



We always have a hysterically grand time and can't wait for the next time that we get together.

December 17, 2006

Tombstone Tourist Tour

My friend had never had the opportunity to see this part of the country and I think I gave him the fastest tour in the West as we hit the high points of South Eastern Arizona, an area rich in different cultures and history. The sparse landscapes are so different from the views in the East. Here you can see for what seems like forever.




This trip started in New Hampshire where history goes back many more years and you can't see the horizon for all of the green growing things.


...and ended in Tombstone Arizona, where the 1880's are the history. From here we took several days to look at a bit of what the area had to offer.


My restored house is on the back side of town; an old adobe that was once part of a cluster of what is believed to be the last operating stagecoach stop.




My friends from Ohio now own the ruins of the actual
alleged stage stop. It is just to the East of my house. Both properties are on the wrong side of the tracks -
the silver mine side of the Southern Pacific Rail Road.


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Tombstone is unique in that several seconds of fame, known as the gunfight at the OK Corral in the late 1800's has kept the town alive. People tend to forget that it was a large Silver strike that started the town.



We went 25 miles South to Bisbee, a copper mining town. We walked the streets of Old Bisbee and looked in the windows of quaint shops and looked at houses clinging to the sides of the canyon.


Just at the end of the canyon is the Lavender Pit, once one of the largest open pit copper mines in the world. It's hard to imagine that the mountain was once as high as the pit is deep. The mine is now closed.




We went further south to the border town of Douglas and ate good Mexican food in the Gadson Hotel. The hotel has an amazing original Tiffany window that is all cactus and desert scenes. From there we took a walk over the border into Mexico and and did a bit of shopping.




We spent a day exploring ghost towns to the East of Tombstone. Ghost towns here do not look like what most people think they should look like.

Gleeson has a few foundations left.


...and the remains of a Patented, escape-proof jail. It also has a turquoise mine that is said to date to prehistoric times.


Pearce is another mining site that is also now a ghost town. It once had a gold mine that one day collapsed. We pic-nic'd at the Pearce cemetery, a desolate, wind swept location. We wondered why one would padlock a grave site.






Bob kept asking about real cactus, you know, those tall ones that have arms? They grow only in very selected areas. On the way back to the airport in Tucson I took him to look at the saguaros
and he was amazed at just how tall they did grow. You can figure the height of this relatively young cactus as Bob is 6'2" tall.
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He said he enjoyed himself, saw a lot of interesting things and allowed as he "could possibly live in the desert." However, we only scratched the surface of things to do and see within a 50 mile radius of Tombstone.