Wednesday, May 24, 2006

House projects, writing projects, and a cold


newly painted west side
Originally uploaded by run lily.
That's my excuse, though in reverse order. I did sit down to write something in this dear little space a few days ago, but all I could get down was "I'm sick. Peter is sick." So I got up and made some tea and went for a stroll in the garden. We're both doing better now.

The lovely painters are getting further and further on with the house. It's going slowly but well, and everyone has noticed more traffic on the street as our neighbors come by to see the progress. Our backyard neighbors called over the other night to say how much they loved the colors, and a few couples from down the street have stopped me on the sidewalk with compliments. Tom (who made my pantry closet last winter and created space in this little kitchen for someone who cooks) jokingly calls my sand-and-sea color scheme "orange with yellow trim," but I can tell that he's very proud of it so far.

Today's big news, aside from getting a first coat on the west side of the house, was that final proofs of an article I wrote a few months ago arrived. They look good. The article (tourism and gender in Morocco, with an emphasis on tourist sector henna artisans) will appear in volume of a scholarly encyclopedia that's due out in July. My writing projects for the next two months: revise second article (social organization of henna workers, due mid-June), write film review (ageing and work), and finish the henna ethnography article. Plus all the other stuff that will need to be done so that I can come back at the end of August and teach the following week. Piece of cake!

Friday, May 12, 2006


Things are moving along here. Peter and I went to a speech-development program for little ones his age this morning. It wasn't really a success. The program involved sitting in a circle and doing action rhymes for an hour. The other kids did that, anyway. I spent a lot of time bringing him back from the hall, and just when he seemed to be settled and enjoying a quiet story, the animator said it was time for another jumping-around song. I thought that would be a good time to go.

Our lovely painter is painting outside, and we hope to have the back of the house done (!!) by the end of the weekend. It's going slowly. There were 1" holes in the clapboard where insulation was blown in 20 years ago. There were some missing shakes, some cracked clapboard, some rotted trim, and some gaps that a small cat could crawl through. But Tom is out priming right now, and there will be a big change in the next day. We're off to St Martins for a very short break tomorrow, and then our trusty electrician will be in on Monday to install some lighting over the kitchen sink, and hopefully advise on a few other projects. A light in the kitchen hall would be nice, but there are no nearby outlets to run a wire from, and the walls (every one of them) are solid plaster. What to do, what to do, what to do. In the meantime, I've moved these ferns from the intensive care unit (the windowsill behind the kitchen sink) to a new home in the upstairs hall. The intensive care bed is now occupied by my poor burro's tail, which got either too much sun or too much cold a few weeks ago in the front porch.

Thursday, May 11, 2006

Wednesday, May 10, 2006

A new article, a new (to us) picture, and an old house

I've been working at the kitchen table today on the ethnography article (henna practices in Morocco) that I have been wanting to do for the past two months, and which had been put off in favor of the economic anth article (done, but revisions pending) and the first book review. What a calm, beautiful place to work. I always seem to pick one place to work on each project, and this place will be where I pound out my first draft this week.

a new article today

Can you see a new painting on the wall opposite the table? That was in the bottom of a box lot (with some kitchen linens too, and maybe the toy trunk?) that Ron got at an auction last summer. He wouldn't have paid more than $12 for the box, and this was a bonus hidden away inside. I finally got a frame for it ($14) and now it's up.

landscape study

And this is what's going on outside.

Tuesday, May 09, 2006

I heart Agnes


Final Finchtasy
Originally uploaded by Agnes McArbre.
Isn't this the very, very, very best little stuffed finch ever? He would love a home in our playroom.

3 little birds arrived at my house yesterday

These came from Claire at needle book. Peter noticed them while he was nursing, and pointed at them (mouth full) until I took him over to look closer. He loves them. So do I.

Exterior color scheme


Exterior color scheme
Originally uploaded by run lily.
We've taken the siding off the back of the house, and will be ready to start priming tomorrow. The inspiration was this picture of a South Carolina beach that ended up in my design book a year ago. The chips for the exterior design are on the right side of the middle picture: tan for the main color, pale cream for the trim, and bright robin's egg blue for the doors (what else?). The green chips are the roof, which we're not painting of course, but I wanted to get those colors in there. (The chips on the left are the front porch, which I did a few weeks ago.) And the last picture is our before shot. Cross your fingers that we get good weather!

Monday, May 08, 2006

little boy room, part 3


little boy room, part 3
Originally uploaded by run lily.
During little boy's nap yesterday, I got the new border finished. I'm waiting for a package from Claire that's due to arrive any day now, and I'm plotting to do some sort of large pillow for the rocker. I love black and white gingham, but I don't think this room can take any more squares. Maybe an applique of some sort. I really love the lyric simplicity of Hillary Lang's "I speak for the trees" quilt, and that has me thinking of some sort of bird on a tree branch in small reproduction prints like these at Quilt Blocks 101. I'm thinking several green prints in the background, a branchy-looking tan branch, a bit of sky, and a nice fat robin (brown back, red breast). I may have to become a quilter before this room is done.

3 rush-seat chairs, a teacup, and Mother's Day


3 rush-seat chairs and a teacup
Originally uploaded by run lily.
The latest issue of Brain, Child magazine questions the notion that there is a sisterhood of mothers. There are so many different opinions and experiences about conception, pregnancy, childbirth, breastfeeding, sleep arrangements and discipline that I often think that parenting should join religion and politics as one of the topics that North Americans prefer not to discuss. After a few discussions in which I've been bashed over the head for supporting midwifery, extended breastfeeding, co-sleeping, and other apparently unwise practices, I've become adept at changing the topic. But there is a common experience, though; pregnancy, childbirth, and parenting, however we experience them, are life changes. Whatever our experience, it's different from what our life was before. And it's hard sometimes.

Which brings me to the teacup. We went to Linden House's antique sale on Saturday. It's a twice-yearly consignment sale of beautiful things, mostly furniture but also some nice china. I was looking for kitchen chairs, and picked out 3 beautiful rush-seat pieces. They weren't terribly big, but still they wouldn't all fit into the trunk, so Ron packed them into the trunk and back seat and made a quick trip home while Peter and I waited. It seemed like a normal morning for me: we looked around a little more, he talked to all the ladies coming and going, and I peeked over at the china when I could. When Ron got back, one of the shopowners came out with a wrapped teacup that she held out to me. "For Mother's Day next week," she said, "We know what it's like." There is a sisterhood after all.

Friday, May 05, 2006

7 Milner Ave Index

Words (scholarly) written today: 398

Words (nonscholarly) written today: fewer than 100

Meals with fish: 2

Beaches visited: 1

Hermit crabs observed: 4

Hermit crabs grabbed by small boy: 1

Photographs taken today: none

Photographs I wish I had taken today: 2

Cameras taken to the beach after scholarly writing: 0