adventures in winemaking

While floating the Yellowstone this fall I happened to notice the rose bushes along the railroad tracks were bursting with new color -- rose hips! The tiny fragrant berries were the inspiration. What followed was my first-ever foray into winemaking.

Start with a two pounds of fresh rose hips, which is way more than you think. Then pluck the blossom ends off and grind them up in the blender.

Add a lot of honey and boiled water and a bunch of other more technical ingredients (because there's way more to winemaking than I thought) put it in a mesh bag and let it ferment.

After about a week, siphon the wine into gallon jar (thanks to Martha at Cafe Regis) and wait....

...and wait, and wait. That's the hardest part. Wine needs to mature, and clarify even after the yeast has done its thing. My rose hip wine probably won't be done until early next summer, but won't it be fun to pour a glass on the river next summer and toast the rose bushes in full bloom?

Blog of Note

Blogs of note.
I see the blogs of Note everyday.  I go to the blog read a little and check the links.. Fingers crossed!  I would love to have my blog be a featured on the list of blogs of note some day. I love the chance to see a blog I might otherwise have missed.  That is when I found the Beta Dad Blog.  It's funny but I would never had stopped and read a blog about a stay at home father yet the blogs of note made me do just that. This blogger struck a note with me. His first post was thanking blogger for taking note of his blog.  Then the subsequent post was blasting another daddy blogger.  The post was extremely well written and littered with humor.  At the risk of sounding scared, I hope he never reads my blog.  Still struggling to find a voice and content I feel my blog lacks the oomph he desires.  Although that is my definite goal.. Oomph.  I'm certain this blog at some point will grow up and become the beautiful well rounded idea I desired when I first started.  So stick with me for a little while.  Let's see what may come?

Motivation

    Motivation where does it come from?  Right now I seem to be suffering from a serious lack of it.  This afternoon I set out to  do a small work out.  Most folks visit a gym or run a mile.  Well this evening's workout started by pumping up my giant "workout" ball.  "How in the hell did this go flat again"?  I thought as I ripped apart my house  looking for the specialty air pump sold with the ball.   "Didn't I just use this last month"?  After inflating, then, ever so slightly, deflating the over-inflated ball I tried to exercise.   The sudden realization I don't know any "good" giant ball exercises hits me.  Pissed that I have never hired a personal trainer I decided to google ab workouts, see if I could narrow down how to loose this flab... You may be wondering... Well this all seems very much like motivation to me but herein lies the problem. In the process of searching the web for good ab workouts I got lost.  I finally found myself two hours later, caught in a self imposed marathon of watching Dirty Jobs with Mike Rowe on Netflix.
      Obviously I have a problem with a lack of motivation. Now how does a person motivate oneself?  I saw a guest post on a blog I follow and thought it was quite clever. This gal had fallen in love with a great pair of boots.  Then each time she bettered herself by working out or running she gave herself money towards the purchase of the boots.  This is an excellent thought.  I would very much love to see a great article of clothing or shoes that would I pine over.   Although there is a problem... I don't shop at all.  See I am stuck in the land if crappy shopping otherwise known as Hawaii.  Granted if needed a new bikini I would be set.  Or better yet a cute sundress I would have plenty selection.  But no, the items that make me swoon are a pair of chocolate colored suede boots.  This seems like any fashionista's wardrobe essential, right?  Wrong!  If  I showed up to anything with a pair of boots on let alone anything that is not within the aloha casual attire code of conduct I would be gawked at or asked "why are you so dressed up"? So fashion is not so fashionable here.  So where does my motivation come from?  So the search for motivation never ends.

I have been a little bit distracted.

I can only say that I'm obsessed. I can knit and sew but as of late all I can seem to do is make these medium sized clutches. I love the design, look, and quality. In the end you have a beautiful hand made piece of creativity that anyone would love to have.

 

I love the yellow in this one.  It is a Cascade Wool.

 

This Aqua Clutch is a pattern adapted from a pattern designed by Constructivism. 

 

This is a simple pattern I designed myself.  I found that I got rather obsessed about this simple looking pattern.   Truth be told there is quite a bit of thought behind tolerances, and pleating on this design.  Most often when I see this style of frame it is used for a sunglasses case not a purse.

 

 

This is my favorite clutch.  I loved the fiber and how it knits up!

 

This is the interior of the same Lilac Clutch.  You can see the embroidered name of my sweet and dear grandmother on the interior pocket.

So far I only sell my small collection of finished clutches at a friends store in Kailua Kona, Hi called Pueo Boutique.  More clutches to come, also I have been working on a new design of a flat fold clutch too!

Moments

I often find myself crying for no reason.  Not always those teary outbursts that men fear so much.  Most often they are just a couple small tears that fall behind my over sized sunglasses (so no one else sees).  I would like to think it is because I have to much emotion.  I have come to realise that I process disaster, love, commitment, and all major life moments different from others.  I find myself in this moment, a normal everyday moment, and feel nothing.  From the outside it seems normal or you look at it and think "Gee I'm glad that's not me" or "Wish that was me".  The one true thing is...  It is easier to be on the out side then feel all the emotion from the inside.  Then after  the "moment" has passed and I find myself alone I cry..  Or, on my way to work and see a double amputee running and training for a marathon and CRY!  I often wish I could reel in these crying situations and be un-flappable, but why? 

Moments from Everynone on Vimeo.

Antiques.... on Craigslist?

There is was moving through my daily ritual of memorizing the listings of value or interest on my local Craigslist when I see at the bottom of a post "more great items listed in Antiques Category".  WHAT THE HELL?  Craigslist has an antiques category?!?!  How did I not notice this!  I had assumed that for the last 2-3 years I was missing out on those "great finds" and "cool old stuff" cause I was not checking early enough in the day or I just wasn't clicking on the right listings.  (I maintain a policy of only clicking on listings with images... Come on even the worst technophobe has a cell phone with a digital camera!)  I have even sold oldish looking items on Craiglist and totally sold them for cheap!!  Most likely I lost good $$$$ cause I listed them in the regular furniture category!  And here I thought my life sucked because I don't own a pickup truck and a warehouse to repaint my Craigslist finds!  In reality I was truly missing out because I yet to discovery the antiques section.  Look at this great listing for this cute settee!

I have already emailed about this SUPER old listing and alas it has long since been sold for a whopping $50!  And I had such dreams of recovering it  like these beautiful settees at Squint.  I guess better luck next time.

Small stumble

We oftern get lost on the web.  Clicking here and clicking there.  Often I find things that inspire me to create.  This simple video did just that.  Check it out!

Cours Toujours - animation short film from Cours Toujours Team on Vimeo.