slowly she turned
Living the Slow life in North Carolina
Category: Visual journal
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Yay! Found my camera just before bedtime, in a perfectly logical place. Not in time for new photos, though. So here’s another book with a clay cover, inspired by the stones and cairns at Newgrange near Dublin, Ireland. Pablocito nursing his blanket.
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Alas, my only working camera has not yet appeared. It occurs to me that I did not check under the sofa or between the cushions, where other lost items have turned up in the months since the Boys moved in. There is hope. Meanwhile, I’m still using old photos. I bought an assortment of yarns…
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Oops! I didn’t take any photos today, and I left my only working camera in the office. I’ll make do with previously taken photos. Miss Lucy is very sick again. She spent the day at the vet having diagnostic tests and xrays and fluids and shots. This photo is from 2006. We’ll know more tomorrow…
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Hard to choose from all the photos I took of a few books today. You can see more on my Flickr site. Will do a bigger post when I have more time. Random accidental shot in my office. Okay, why not? Gotta run. Last class is tonight.
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Bound this book today. Clay covers, handmade paper from cotton and palmetto leaves, pressed and steamed leaves and metal scraps, handmade clay buttons. I rolled a slab of oak bark on a clay slab, added a few woodpecker holes, and stained it with oxides. More photos on my Flickr site. Guess what this is? It…
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Now that I know what an oak gall looks like, I gathered some from my mother’s yard to use for natural dye and ink. Kicking back with Pablocito and Nurse Jackie tonight after a long day of traveling and house chores.
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Ate another Thanksgiving meal at my mama’s house, but took the time to bind this book. Family photos on the counter.
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Thanksgiving at my sister’s house – Tim prepares to carve the turkey. The small lake in front of their house in Chapel Hill.
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Had to yank out the one going around the top of the spine, and I’m going to rebind the coptic stitches, but I’m pleased with the brown caterpillars across the spine. Wood we snagged from down the street last winter when a neighbor took down a dead oak tree. Ready for cold weather!
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La Pointe Indian Cemetery book in progress. View from my office window on a cold, rainy day.
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