Sept 21
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And here is one for tomorrow, or (if you are reading this a day later) Friday. She is Indigo Hedgehog Woman’s purple twin Violet Snakehair Woman.

What a combo!

Sept 20
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Here is Indigo Hedgehog Woman, ready to make your day. I was so struck by an illustration in Threads magazine from 1993 that I tried my hand at the same kind of idea. I don’t know why her hair came out so … hedgehoggy. Probably the panicky speed with which I am working so as to finish before the long trek to the wilds of Maine.

Sept 19
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It seems she might need an eye patch in honor of Talk Like a Pirate Day, but she isn’t really a pirate and thus patchless.

Do they look as feminine to others as to me?

I must be better, I left my sickbed and rode a horse today. Soon I will post a picture of him because he is very very cute.

We are having a giant pre-trip scrimmage. My large, loud brother (I only have one) is getting married in Maine. He lives on an island off the coast of Maine with the woman he is going to marry. They thought about having the wedding on their island, but it isn’t big enough. This boggles my mind a bit, but there weren’t enough places for all the guests to stay for the weekend. It is a small island. But there are also 250 people involved. So they are getting married on the island Jes grew up on instead. It is another three hours farther north, but the ferry ride is shorter and more protected, and the ferry itself runs more often (three times a day vs. Mon/Wed/Fri to Mattie’s island).

We have wedding clothes and warm clothes and boat clothes and I have lists of food and supplies to bring because you can’t exactly run to the Stop and Shop when you forget something or run out.

So I have a giant case of trip fever, and I am (of course) worried about missing the ferry, and, and, and…. I’m working on outsourcing the worrying again. It worked well for the last trip.

(you’ll have to imagine my voice an octave lower and rough…)

Avast ye scurvy swabs, pay heed:

Today be Talk Like a Pirate Day.

Since I have missed it to date, I shall be talkin’ and swearin’ for as much of today as I remember.

AAAARRRrrrgh.

Sept 17
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Today’s face, looking rather like John Lennon.

I’m sick. Alice is sick. It is some phlegmy cold thing, but it makes us tired and grumpy and sleeping is difficult even though it is all I want in life because breathing is even more difficult horizontal than vertical.

The Garlic Festival yesterday was amusing. It was a lot of local artists, growers and musicians. The musicians played onstage while people wandered about looking at crafts and artwork and tasting various garlic based foods. I found some excellent hot sauce but I really bought it because the gentleman called himself Dr. Gonzo (who was my favorite muppet) and wore goggles over the top of his black top hat. He looked straight out of Miyazaki or some other purveyor of patent medicine. Cathy and I found a bunch of tasty things to eat, and split them all making it much healthier. Plus a box of tiny heirloom multi-colored baby tomatoes. Several local organic farmers were there with fabulous lumpy tomatoes and multi-colored vegetables. I was looking for a bumper sticker to send Andy in England, figuring it would amaze the locals and spark conversations and help make friends, but I didn’t see any.

Although there were many garlicky things to eat, I have to say I like my own garlic goop best of all. To make it, I take a lot of cloves of peeled garlic, mash it in the marble mortar and pestle with kosher salt to help the grinding, then stir in the nicest olive oil I have until it stiffens up. The result is incandescent, and very nice on toast or chicken or almost anything else.

Sept 16
Originally uploaded by Dancing Crow.

Sunday’s face. Kinda scary looking.

Sept 15
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sometimes you just need to step away from the computer

Hilltowns Garlic Festival tomorrow with Cathy. It should be interesting. Tasty. Will report back.

OK – I just had a total squee moment, when my favorite living author said she liked my postcards. Then she made me crack up. I am going to bed a happy woman.

Sept 14
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Friday’s self portrait postcard.

Sept 12
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This was a huge improvement over yesterday.

No rain, no driving, no accident, gorgeous weather, pony to ride, happy children.

THIS is the life.

Sept 11
Originally uploaded by Dancing Crow.

deeply odd day.

something in my back went scrunch in yoga (little oops – fixed with child’s pose)

miscommunicated with new barn woman, and was there when she wasn’t (little oops, but I got to scratch a bunch of friendly horses)

punched a hole in the cutting mat (little oops)(had no idea i was that strong)

van got smacked by a lost lady in a SUV (moderate oops) good news? no airbag, no blood, no vital car or human fluids, all the lights still work; bad news? a costly dent, probably replacing the headlight on that side, and me rattled enough to cry for the rest of the afternoon

late to circus class, no private classes for me until october (just as well, i still need to get stronger in the shoulders)

a glass of wine later, the little oopses are getting smaller