Pipe Dreams starts today (there's still time to get in on the fun!)

Beautiful day. Beautifull weekend. The beets and tomatoes and green beans are growing an inch a minute and I have jar upon jar of pickled produce on the mind. That time will be here in a sneeze's instant. I'm plotting my church of the garden produce where in we will offer up a prayer of thanksgiving in my kitchen sooner than later. No special dress code enforced. Pastor Vinnie presides over the congregation nightly with hose in one hand, beer in another, clothed in Oregon-appropriate shorts and birkenstocks. His shirt flung over the fence because, I guess, it's important that he wears it when passing the rabbit cage on the way to the garden...?...even thoug it comes off as quickly as the garden gate latch clicks. He's a mystery, that blue-eyed dreamweaver of mine. A simple mystery. Yanni, Crash Test Dummies, and Alanis all cohabitate on his play list. I'm probably over thinking it all as I am wont to do.

(what we won't do for a good shot!)

Pipe Dreams starts tomorrow. I'm leaving registration open until further notice because this little class is the perfect vacation for those of you who imagine a week sequestered in your studio knee-deep in creative play a dream holiday.

 

The house is a total disaster. It's just what happens when I get tunnel vision (like preparing and putting the final touches on an online class). It's like the ponies think I don't notice the obstacle course of STUFF in the hall that sprouted up like an earth-consuming mushroom as a result of their spontaneous room switching. (remember doing that? Changing bedrooms? Dad used to let me do that whenever I wanted. It was just me and him and the dog in that big old house for a lot of years. I guess I had to keep things interesting.)

While I'm mostly confined to the bridge of the online classroom ship, I'm still taking breathers out in the rest of my life. The puppy wrangler and plant waterer parts of me are feeling a bit lonesome for the "whip this place into shape" part of me. My organization addiction kicks into high gear when things are such a mess. A consistent slower idle would be nice, but I'm not yet sure how to maintain that level of engagement in the all of it all. Little by little and sometimes big by big.

Comments

[carlanda williamson]

YOU my dear, are so amazing! and i love that all the balls stay in the air, while you are juggling them! life is so short, who cares about the stuff in the halls. it can wait. enjoy the summer with the girls and dig in when they return to school! when i get there, we can help each other!! love you.

[Rachel from Two Dog Pond]

I started your class today and LOVE IT! Caught a few things on fire I shouldn't have, but all's well that ends well. I hope it's OK, I grabbed your class photo and pimped it on my blog.... if not, tell me and I'll take it down. Thanks! You're incredibly talented and I'm anxious to go again tomorrow. First - there's canning to be done.

[dorylyn]

two ice chests for a stool...love that! starting the class tonight!

[Stephanie Lee]

HI Rachel,
Thanks so much for sharing about the class on your blog! Im totally good with that!
Looks like youve been having fun today and yes, its a very good idea to make sure something you want to add on is solid, solderable metal. :)
Good luck!!