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I Like Ducks, Okay?
Jul. 19th, 2009 09:12 pmBack in that two year period in high school when it was just me, my mom, and my aunt's ex-girlfriend living in our house, we used to joke a lot about living in an artists' colony - between my mom's sewing, Lisa's jewelry making, and my whatever-caught-my-interest-that-week, we were a pretty crafty bunch. Not to mention that we were all very literary, political, loud, and close to each other: it really was like living in a very tiny girls-and-animals only commune (this was when we had two dogs, a cat, a rabbit and a bird in addition to the people in the house). Given the circumstances, it was pretty damn pleasant.
Today at my mom's gave me that kind of feeling again. We weren't doing anything much exciting, but it had that same kind of feeling of general usefulness and creative productivity that always makes me wish I could sustain an interest in a hobby for more than twenty minutes. We dyed my hair (the store didn't have pink in my brand stocked, so it's purple again, but it looks good), and then, since we had to let the dye sit for a few hours, we tried to find some small craft projects to keep us busy. I now have a new pair of silver leaf earrings and a claw necklace with a really kick-ass red-blue-and-black boxbraided cord. And two new hairsticks and a really neat hairtie with a metal spiral bobble on it.
And then after we rinsed the dye out we had to go get dinner, which turned into a bit of a nature walk (I really love where my mom's new apartment is, right on the edge of the village so it's all nature-y and green while still within walking distance of Whattaburger and Barnes & Noble). The pond across the street from her is full of ducks and little baby ducks, which are basically the cutest little balls of duck fluff I have ever seen. And one of the new boarders at the farm has a horse with a little filly - can't be a year old - that we fed cookies when we did the rounds saying hi to all the horses and the donkey.
I love these nice pleasant days that don't make me hate the entire universe. :D
Today at my mom's gave me that kind of feeling again. We weren't doing anything much exciting, but it had that same kind of feeling of general usefulness and creative productivity that always makes me wish I could sustain an interest in a hobby for more than twenty minutes. We dyed my hair (the store didn't have pink in my brand stocked, so it's purple again, but it looks good), and then, since we had to let the dye sit for a few hours, we tried to find some small craft projects to keep us busy. I now have a new pair of silver leaf earrings and a claw necklace with a really kick-ass red-blue-and-black boxbraided cord. And two new hairsticks and a really neat hairtie with a metal spiral bobble on it.
And then after we rinsed the dye out we had to go get dinner, which turned into a bit of a nature walk (I really love where my mom's new apartment is, right on the edge of the village so it's all nature-y and green while still within walking distance of Whattaburger and Barnes & Noble). The pond across the street from her is full of ducks and little baby ducks, which are basically the cutest little balls of duck fluff I have ever seen. And one of the new boarders at the farm has a horse with a little filly - can't be a year old - that we fed cookies when we did the rounds saying hi to all the horses and the donkey.
I love these nice pleasant days that don't make me hate the entire universe. :D