May 12, 2013 -
“to bury grief, plant a seed”
- German proverb
My Champagne Elegance Irises are blooming. Their compatriot, Superstition will burst any day now.
I spent way to much on seeds for my last summer for a while -here at Pumpkin Hill.
I knew next to nothing when I ripped up my yard 6 springs ago. Last summer I learned about crowding and neglect. This spring I’ve culled the echinacea, beaten back some of the wild violets and divided the grape hyacinths. I’ve weeded and weeded. I know what’s what.
And I’m thinking about this quote too:
“When you have only two pennies left in the world, buy a loaf of bread with one, and a lily with the other.”
I’d say my moma taught me to buy a seed instead of a lily and plant it with a prayer. She taught me about hope and leaps of faith and service too.
This mother’s day I planted handfuls of seeds. I’m going to tend and nurture the hell out of my wee garden. And then I’m going to let it go wild and unruly. Knowing I gave it what I could & it will grow what it wants in its fertile soil.
Happy Mother’s Day.
May 8, 2013 -
I’m sitting on my steps typing this. There is no free chair or perch left in my studio.
I’m packing. Going through a decade of things. So much accumulates. Around. In. A space and a heart.
I’m going to miss my mountains, my life here, my loved ones. I’m a deep rooted gal. It took a lot of rain and a lot of wind and a lot of gentle prodding & some outright hard knocks too -to loosen me up towards moving on.
I’m taking a pause after inventory assessing and 1000s of inspiration clipping wranglings to breathe a minute. Laugh at myself & my stuff. Grieve a bit too. I love this house. I love this place. I’v been blessed in my life to leave people and places while still in love with them instead of itching to get away. That’s a blessing. I am blessed.
I hope to come back one day to my Pumpkin Hill. I hope there will still be some tenacious grape hyacinths in the garden, friends with wrinkles from laughing and Blue Ridge Mountain sunsets so beautiful they sing out to God.
But for now – I’ve just started packing. Just started staring sparkle-eyed towards adventure – and repeating to myself my new mantra from my dear kind LMay -as I stare around at the exploded piles of my stuff:
*You are always more important than what you carry*
Hopefully it’ll remind me to keep my bags light and my spirit up.
Apr 3, 2013 -
The online shop is updated. Click here to visit & order.
Every thing about this line is kind. I’m ready for spring & summer? How about you?
Thank you to:
Alexis Culver: Photographer
& Models: Marlana Bartram: sister in law & Deborah Larrimore: Moma
Mar 27, 2013 -
the cardinal. perched on my sideview mirror.
one day my red will fit. and my wings with stretch. and I won’t remember this feeling of disconnect. form follows function follows form.
Moon phases, but more than that -you are my moon, constant and constantly changing, an immutable, malleable thing but ever there
Spring and Summer 2013 Gibbous
The arc of womanhood -that I was only so lovely when younger and that I would only grow so gracefully older -but instead. I am. Brave. Willing to change. Willing to lose. In order to wax on. Sometimes I am less. Sometimes I am more. But ever there. I will try to remember to humbly shine.
Photographs by Alexis Culver
The Collection s/s13 Gibbous
Feb 26, 2013 -
3 different women. 3 different stages. 3 parts of life. this line is personal. this year is personal. this season is personal.
It isn’t always. It’s really not. Sometimes it’s about dryads and deep summer watering holes. Sometimes it’s about gathering around a table with friends. It’s been about an emotion and the emptiness of dead winter. It’s been about golden summer days and fantasy camping.
But this line? This line is about the arc of a woman. How she falls and how she rises. And that she remains.
ss13 is simple. It was easy. It was intentional and finely detailed. It was where it was -how it was. Arriving late, but in perfect time.
The women of my family. And a dear friend behind the lens.
grateful to her. Alexis Culver. You. Thank you.
ss13 is about brave self acceptance.
My beautiful Momma modeled. Thank you for being. Graceful, compassionate, and still. The older women in my life have watched and held and said very little, their eyes full of compassion and honest love. Bravery – continuing to be unabashed in the world after having walked a road that’s held so much. I’m excited and proud to put UA on one of those ladies.