No longer teetering on the seasonal fence, this weekend saw us pushed over the side like a game of King of the Mountain, where nature, thankfully, always wins. The day of the Autumnal Equinox was long and fulfilling, as we drew the curtains wider and all things backstage crowded onto the scene. There were mega-tantrums and mamas at their wits end, tears and fed-up-ness, and also a succession of ways of being, ways of playing…and eventually everyone onstage remembered their choreography, changed their tune and welcomed in Fall.
It began with long awaited gift giving of Fern’s Big Present. Which all began as this:
Found on the corner near our home.
Rebirth began as a stripping away…and doesn’t it always. Then it started to look something like this:
Two weeks worth of visioning, scheming, mis-taking led us along. There was also approximately 40 coats of paint (Wow, if you want something to be white, don’t paint it deco-blue first because it will suck the chi out of your spirit when, after the 7th coat of paint, you can still see streaks.). I tried to walk away from the project several times, with declarations of I don’t give a sh*t HOW it turns out, I just want it to be done! But each time my wise artist self would gently take my hand and somehow we persevered.
And I’m so glad we did, because eventually reality surpassed our best vision. This was a team effort between Jeff and I, and although sometimes it felt like too many cooks in the kitchen, in the end we unified well.
When Fern first saw it, she looked at us skeptically and said, “What happened to all my kitchen stuff?”…the kitchen stuff that had previously been jam packed into two bookcase shelves. We had to explain just what the toy was. She had been watching us paint it over the past week and kept asking us, “Is it a dog? Is it a book? Is it a duck?”
I became OBSESSED with vintage Meyerchord decals during this project. I thought I could cheat by printing out an image of one and decoupaging it on, but the colors smeared. Someday I’ll fix it, but right now the birth pains are still too fresh.
One of the drawers we used for storage and the other as the oven. For Fern’s party, we had suggested a play food theme, and everyone happily obliged, much to our gratitude and delight. I found the little muffin tin at Alemany (the same day as the Cuckoo clock fiasco) and our old housemate Cleo went all out and made Fern two PIES and a loaf of bread! They look so cute in there, I can hardly stand it.
Grandma Good went all out with the Melissa and Doug play food. We turned the two lower shelves of our kitchen bookcase into a pantry.
Still feeling mega-awkward with the outfit shot and don’t know if I can keep it up. I am left feeling uber squeamish and narcissistic. …tanktop: indie craft fair in Sacramento from ages ago, skirt: from Milla, belt: thrifted, minnetonka mocs that are falling apart. I kill my shoes, you guys. I don’t just dress like a forest tracker…I actually go out into the forest and my style suffers the reality of rocks and mud.
More showcasing of Nicole’s generosity from her giveaway..
Lucky leaf earrings, just in time for fall.
I did some cooking myself this weekend…
Look Teeny! The nut grinder!
Well dear friends, I actually have the whole rest of our Equinox day to show you, but my writing time is up! Happy Fall to everyone. How was your weekend, and how is the turn of seasons showing up in your life?