Monday, February 28, 2011


Free Bunny
bunny is free range with a vast diet consisting of, larkspur, lettuce, corn cockle, baby blue eyes, parsley or any fresh tender cultivated plant, prefers fresh buds, will not eat weeds.

Interested parties must bring their own net, Banjo will help catch.

Saturday, February 26, 2011







Today was quite possibly the most beautiful day on record.
I hope yours was too, xo Ro, E, Mart and Jo

Friday, February 25, 2011

Morning Parade

I woke up later than I would have liked. My favorite state of mind is the *mid brain, halfway asleep and half awake. These are the times I can push my thoughts in any direction I please and the most creative state for me. I cherish this time, sometimes its brief sometimes it lasts longer. I often take a note or make a quick sketch.
This morning I tried to decide whether to walk or not, the weather is forecasted to be cold and an actual dusting of snow is on the menu.
A most cherished lady that I've known for a very long time sent me a poem about a mountain, I'll publish it down the road but it nudged me out the door.

As started out on my parade route, enthusiasts lined up alongside the road.

I thought it would be cold and was troubled that I forgot my gloves but the air was round, not at all sharp or biting.

A deer watched Banjo and I as we kept in sync.
My heels kept the beat my soles like grist wheels or a 45 off kilter in the decomposing granite,
rain tapped a jazz solo on my nylon shoulders.

the woodwind section was comprised of birds and toads.
Clematis, the virgins bower watched from a fainting couch draped over a poison oak while pearly everlasting clambered to see with the support of willing scrub oak.

we are a two woman marching band
the dog and the girl wish you a joyful weekend
*march to your own beat
xo, Ro and Jo

Thursday, February 24, 2011

For the Nest Builders

With, twigs and thatch, fur and mud.....

bits of fluff and duff

I've built a ring for the "nest builders" with a band that graduates from 1/2 in. patterned with birds and leaves, perhaps a few berries. I used a tiffany stone from Utah. The ring is a size 9.

I observed many tidy homes on my trip to the desert

this one had it's own electrified fence


Desert woodpeckers can be heard tapping holes in the huge saguaro.

in the green palo verde trees

the scrubby low bushes


and in the agave. I was happy to see birds had their own idea about desert sprawl.

Have a good day peeps, spring is around the corner, xo Ro

Wednesday, February 23, 2011

Dear You......

A Note

Life is the only way
to get covered in leaves,
catch your breath on the sand,
rise on wings;

to be a dog,
or stroke its warm fur;

to tell pain
from everything it's not;

to squeeze inside events,
dawdle in views,
to seek the least of all possible mistakes.

An extraordinary chance
to remember for a moment
a conversation held
with the lamp switched off;

and if only once
to stumble upon a stone,
end up soaked in one downpour or another,

mislay your keys in the grass;
and to follow a spark on the wind with your eyes;
and to keep on not knowing
something important.

* Wislawa Szymborska
xo Ro & Jo

Tuesday, February 22, 2011

Bird ID

Okay all you smarty parties get out your field guides or online sources and help me identify this pretty bird, I have no clue, I found it (him?) in Tucson .

Whoever is first to send me a link will receive a pair of "Through a Bees Eyes" mini's in the mail.
click "Verdin"
Have a superb day, xo Ro

Monday, February 21, 2011

Peaceful Minds

*spoken for
I've been working with these serene faces all day, hand carved in bone. The piece on the right is a custom order the one on the left with glowing prehnite will find it's way to etsy. I received a lot of custom requests in January and I'm still trying to fill them, thank you so much all of you! I suspended my requests on etsy in order to catch up.

Anza Borrego

I'm about to take you on a brief tour of California's largest state park and one it seems few people take the time to visit. Average rainfall is a mere 3 inches but we had major storms in December which means seeds in the desert laying dormant have received their wake up call. We arrived a bit too early for a major flower showing however we were there with a chance of rain which was highly unusual. Clouds in the desert are always a welcome treat though sudden rains can be dangerous, dry washes can suddenly fill and take out portions of roads, washing everyone and everything without notice.

I know I've included too many pictures, imagine I edited these from scads more, if you become bored you may be excused :)

* hummingbird look learn and listen

Still there were plenty of flowers and pollinators....desert heliotrope.

We set up camp or I should say Eric set up camp, I couldn't wait to get out there, I asked do you mind? Do what you gotta do he said and I was off......I dumped the tiny dog and went searching for adventure while the dear Mr. rifled through stuff bags and put our stove together etc.

That night..."ring around the moon a sailors gloom" we're on high ground we'll be fine, if it pours we have books.

"red sky in the morning a sailors warning" It was beautiful.....

...and it caused everything to glow red.

*black tailed hare or jackrabbit

Coyotes sang their choruses, like drunkards outside the bar. The air smelled like rain and it was raining up high, it never reached the ground.

I glowed, birds glowed

The morning went on for hours, or so it felt.

California fan palms lead to spring up the canyon and a true oasis. It's always a marvel to find water in the desert.

morning glory!

mesa in the distance

smoke tree, a large bush really

cactus wren

singing his morning song......listen and learn


the kind of air that looks like it could break like glass

There were flowers chuperosa or justica beckoning hummingbirds


rustling in the wind

Scary little blenders, this one you could fit in your palm and the reason Mart (my pocket pooch) is in a pack.

Get down on your knees and really look

beauty is everywhere

amazing huge moth pollinates the sage

teeny tiny poppy

I hike in the washes

Mart in my front pack


I loved it all and wanted to share some with you.

Happy trails all and especially those of you who are gifted with a day off today.
xo, Ro