I had a lot of fun seeking out and setting up shots for Summer Colours Week‘s pink day…even managed to sneak one blue and one green in, too [I’ll put those up later]. I tried to represent a mix of outdoors [flowers and travel] and things I love doing in summer [yard sales, crafting, collecting bits and bobs at the beach].
A couple sweet yellows I’ve been enjoying over on the poppytalk Summer 2011 Colours Week flickr group [click the photos to visit the photographer’s flickr page]:
It’s Summer Colours Week again!
I love working with warm summer-colored beads, the yellows just pop against your tan.
I don’t remember if I posted this, a birdhouse I decorated for a Kentucky Derby-themed party. It ended up being to heavy to sit on the hat all evening so it became a dining room decoration instead.
And a couple pieces I have over on etsy…
The photo of my daughter rocking the lunchtime girls rock camp show and one of her young charges was featured on Poppytalk Spring Colour Week! Purple Thursday.
A quick shout-out: Girls Rock Camp is one of the very, very best organizations around, my daughter [she’s the one playing the guitar] went every summer through her teens and now she is a counselor passing on the knowledge. If you have or know a girl who wants to rock [which I’m guessing is all of them], you can find a list of all the local camps here, and if you are moved to donate, they are always looking for some help, they are volunteer-run and offer full scholarships to a lot of girls who wouldn’t get to go otherwise, including mine.
Today is blue Friday. I’m beat so you’ll just have to make up your own stories about these photos.
Today is purple for Poppytalk Spring Color Week!
I actually took this one today, for this project, which I am a little bit ashamed to admit is something I have not done so far this week. I kept meaning to, but the weather has been wicked fickle, the second I realize there’s some good light, a giant black cloud blows in. I do not exaggerate, it was been careening back and forth from freezing and gloomy to brilliantly sunny in the space of 15 minutes all week. Plus there’s been some insane wind.
Anyway. The rosary came from a bag of rosaries I bought at the first estate sale of the grand Alameda dame who owned my lovely triangle corner house over on Gibbons. The hankies — which are painted, not embroidered — are from the antiques fair, a bundle of them in a satin, padding hankie case inside a box with some girl-pirate wrapping paper that I was oohing over a bit but not thinking about buying until the seller said ONE DOLLAR. Who can resist that.
Last May Day some friends had the idea to celebrate International Workers’ Day with a visit to a local organic farm. We picked strawberries in the rain next to the Pacific Ocean and I was astounded by the size of the coastside clover flowers.
My daughter started attending Girls Rock Camp in Portland its second year in existence, 2002. In 2008, she moved on up to counselorhood with the brand-new camp here in the Bay Area. That’s her in the back, playing the lunchtime show [which is really, really cool — lunchtime shows when she was a camper included Peaches, Sleater-Kinney, The Gossip, and The Decemberists] and one of her campers rocking out. Girls are so freaking awesome. If you have one, I can’t recommend anything more highly than rock camp. Seriously.
We moved from a downtown penthouse apartment in the heart of Oakland to a quasi-suburban house a couple years ago. I hadn’t had contact with a garden since the 1980s and had never planted a single thing except an avocado seed, but the second we signed the lease, I ran out and bought a passionflower, dug up some earth, and there you go: I was a gardener. Who knew.
Even with tags, I still have no idea what this flower is. I went through a macro phase and this was one of those efforts. I love the color combo here, the lavender and green all bokeh-ed out with a sliver of petal in focus.
Today is green for Poppytalk Spring Color Week!
The last one is of the feral parrots in San Francisco that the book and documentary The Wild Parrots of Telegraph Hill are based on. They come down from the hill to nibble at the cherry blossoms in the spring and it is like nothing you have ever experienced. The movie’s pretty darn good, too, highly recommended if you can’t make it over to downtown SF.