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I am UmberDove.

And by that, I mean an artist.  One who hears stories in the wind, who paints because it is what her soul tells her to do, who smiths because the muse moves through her fingertips, who loves nothing more than the promise of an unexplored trail, the sound of the ocean in her ears, and scent of a serious cup of coffee.

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This weekend I've been feeling fussy, prickly just under the skin, my clothes itchy and tight in all the wrong places. It's this in-between place: I can do no more painting until my studio is set up in California (wet canvas plus travel equals a dire situation), my sewing machine seized up something fierce yesterday as I was in the middle of a custom order (equaling two hours of trauma with screw drivers and about a bazillion q-tips) and it's now official in need of repair, it's too early to pack the "easy" things like the kitchen and closets, all this Spring makes me want to run outside and play but I feel I must stay inside and be productive somewhere (I have serious case of "productivity need" that seldom lets me sit idle). My to-do list is uninspiring. I'm tired of trying to catch up with emails (on that note, if you are waiting on a reply from me, know it's nothing personal but sometimes I just have to flee from my inbox. I'll come back, I promise).


So I made myself a pan of lemon-lime bars (my very own scratch recipe). I put on smokey eye-liner even though I had no plans of leaving the house and long musical earrings. I called my mom. I put on a bright pink sweater, an apple green scarf, a mustard and purple vest. I went for a bike ride, 2 hours of flying up and down these hills with the wind in my ears.





I tossed my childhood blanket out in the backyard, poured a glass of wine and wrote a few letters in the dwindling afternoon sun. I ate a spoonful of peanut butter. I checked the mail, found a postcard and a birthday present (albeit one that is not addressed to me but to BC and I'm on pain of death to not shake). And I do feel a bit better.

I hope this month passes easy. And peaceful.



And speaking of peace... I've got a slew of shop updates brewing for you in both the art and textile shops. I'll be listing items tomorrow, Tuesday, at random, with a second sneak bloggy peek on it's way!



In the meantime, a pair of "Peace, Love and Cushions" have made their way into the shop to kick off the festivities!