Sunday, December 6, 2015

Here



Here

I can't speak for elsewhere,
but here on Earth there’s a fair supply of everything.
Here we manufacture chairs and sorrows,
scissors, tenderness, transistors and violins,
teacups, dams and quips.

There may be more of everything elsewhere,
but for reasons left unspecified they lack paintings, 
picture tubes, pirogies, handkerchiefs for tears.

Here we have countless places with vicinities.
You may take a liking to some, 
give them pet names,
 protect them from harm.

There may be comparable places elsewhere, 
but no one thinks them beautiful.

 Like nowhere else, or almost nowhere,
you're given your own torso here.
equipped with all the accessories required
for adding your own children to the rest.
Not to mention arms, legs and astounded head.

Ignorance works overtime here,
something is always being counted, compared, measured, 
from which roots and conclusions are then drawn.

I know, I know what you’re thinking.
Nothing here can last,
since from and to time immemorial the elements hold sway.
But see, even the elements grow weary
and sometimes take extended breaks
before starting up again.

And I know what you're thinking next.
Wars, wars, wars.
But there are pauses in between them too.
Attention—people are evil.
At ease—people are good.
At attention wastelands are created.

At ease houses are constructed in the sweat of our brows 
and are quickly inhabited.

Life on earth is quite a bargain.
Dreams, for one, don't charge admission.
Illusions are costly only when lost.
The body has its own installment plan.

And as an extra, added feature,
you spin on the planets' carrousel for free, 
and with it, you hitch a ride on the intergalactic blizzard, 
with times so dizzying
that nothing here on earth can even tremble.

Just take a closer look:
the table stands exactly where it stood, 
the piece of paper still lies where it was spread, 
through the open window comes just a breath of air, 
the walls reveal no terrifying cracks 
through which nowhere might extinguish you.


* least we forget!
Here by Wislawa Szymborska

Saturday, August 1, 2015

Hurry Up and Wait


I have a personal motto in which I try to live by it is, to do the best I can with whatever I'm doing. I love making jewelry it really is my joy, I'm sharing this piece that is already sold just because I love it so. I feel I must also share a bit about my personal life…


Our household and my work schedule as of late has been and will be in a constant state of flux and will be for some time. My husband and myself have taken on the care for my elderly Father-in-law who lives a good hour from here through congested, often aggressive traffic. My son helps when he can and his good cheer is always appreciated. We have a very excellent caregiver who relieves us for two sacred days and that is a true blessing. Lately I have been darting down filling in, on the fly, willie nilly and I must say I really detest having no schedule so I'm working on that. I'm hoping to take the weekends and to be able to work in my studio during the week, that is my plan anyway. My little doggie is always afraid of being left behind for a Home Alone #3, 4 or 5 incident so he isn't taking any chances of being overlooked! I have left him home with Eric since he is nearly blind and he has our house memorized but I took him with me last time and I was amazed at how well he adapted. ( he likes me best :) His presence was a nice distraction and a comfort for Professor Darrow and myself so Mart now has a job as a therapy dog.



The good part is that Mr. Darrow's home has a full ocean view and a constant, wonderful, cool breeze. I took this picture of the blue moon at the edge of the continent at about 4 a.m. when I should have been asleep. Pretty, pretty, maybe I should work on some moon pieces…

I appreciate your patience with shipping and listing and the like, I just wanted you to know, I'm doing the best I can!

xo, Ro

Monday, December 15, 2014

Show Shots, Big Gratitude


We had beautiful weather, everything was sparking, crisp and washed from rain the previous day (YAY).



Here is a smattering of shots of our show. Most of them are taken at set up because, fortunately we get pretty busy and it's difficult to get action shots.


We all worked hard to have a nice variety to choose from.


A tradition I started last year I call my "Where's Waldo" 



I always have fun decorating, this one found a good home rose hips and all.




heart rocks


collection of leaves


My jewelry display is in my living room since my studio is too small but my studio serves as a dressing room for Kathryn's wearables so every bit of space is used.



decisions, decisions


Show banner planted in the blood orange.


view from the kitchen sink


pretty


handsome


Thank you so much to everyone that came out to shop, for supporting us and for appreciating or work. Thank you friends for sticking by us even if we have our noses buried in our studios too much this time of year. Thank you Marc, Bryce, Jeanmarie, Carol for lugging, packing, adding, smiling and being right there for us. Thank you to all my etsy friends for making this another fantastic year for me. We feel truly blessed to have you in our lives!

xo Ro

Wednesday, December 10, 2014

Show Time




Rain is on the way but looking clear for the weekend. In any case, rain or shine we have the art !

Sunday, November 2, 2014

Crow Watching "The Gift"








Caw…..Caw…..
xo cROw

Monday, September 15, 2014

Dawn


  I've been thinking about circadian rhythms and about the master clock in our brains that make us function the way we do. Some of us are more productive in the early hours of the day like myself and others are the people that do their best work in the late hours of the day or even through the night like my husbands side of the family. My body clock is ruled by the light and I am always up before the sun, I start skittering as soon as my feet it the floor. I'm usually out the door with my dogs and now that they're older I find myself waking them to go.

I love the indigenous myths about creation, so many of them include the raven and the sun. I wanted to create "Dawn" since I know it like a best friend.




In my piece, Raven harnesses  the night and is ready to take it to the next portion on the globe while the sun is rising.



I've been dreaming up this piece for a very long time, I've had it next to me on my work bench, making sketches thinking and thinking and wondering just how I would do it.



Tell me about you, what are your natural rhythms? My son could have gone either way since these brain traits are inherited, he is a night owl.

Thank you for visiting! xo Robird

Saturday, July 19, 2014

The Sucked and the Success


The very excellent news is my butterfly project, growing Monarch Butterflies has been a rousing success. I took this shot just a few minutes ago and I'm excited to continue monitoring the chrysalises that hang from the house the plants and every which where.

update


When I came home from a vet appointment I checked again!


  So I looked and found anther getting ready to emerge.







 
she rocks back and forth to dry her wings


This is taking place just outside my door on a cactus planter.


Isn't nature miraculous!!

The suckie news is this blog may be vanishing simply because I can't for the life of me or my husband or my son figure out how to keep my domain name through google. They sent me the most convoluted email I had ever received, go here, go there, password this, that, an old email I have not used for several years. So if you find Along the Trail has turned into a porn site or a place selling shoes, I thought I'd tell you why.

I may set up a new one but for now, I'm just going to let technology take its course. Thank you all for joining me along this trail and for you kind comments and support throughout the years, I really have appreciated you!


Happy trails to you!
xo Ro b.r. (butterfly rancher)