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{Photos} all about the costumes…

Every Halloween since Sayer was a baby, we took photos of him in his costume. But last year we started a tradition of taking a family portrait of the three of us in our costumes- by setting the timer on our camera. This Halloween Sayer went as the same thing as last (as much as we tried for something else). He was an Aquabat at home & a fireman in La Connner last year. He actually didn’t wear the Aquabat much – he was the fireman most of the time & this year he enjoyed the Aquabat costume a lot. As for Chris & I, we dipped into our costume trunk. Chris has always made costumes for himself at Halloween & I have my fair share stowed away- so our trunk is full of options. I actually ended up wearing my mom’s old clown costume (circa ’70’s) that she wore when I was Sayer’s age- it even smelled like her old Charlie perfume even after several washings. I had my old clown costume from my pre-school days out for Sayer to wear- but he wasn’t interested at all. There is something about dressing up that I really enjoy- particularly as a clown. It brings out the ham in me. So I took a few photos of myself – some without the goofy glasses (or my own for that matter) before the Halloween festivities started. I have to say, I enjoy having really big hair! Chris was somewhat taken with my clown self. He told me that when he looks at these pictures, he sees the woman that he married…. hmmm. I know what he means though- I feel the same way actually. I might have to revisit being a clown every now & then…

I think it’s important to dress up & goof around. Life can be too serious sometimes- so it can take the edge off. Sayer seems to enjoy it too. We recently went to a pre-school Halloween party with him & we were some of the only adults that dressed up. Sayer told us that he was really proud of us & enjoyed the fact we dressed up with him. You don’t really have to twist our arm much. I suppose we had better enjoy it now before he is a teenager & pretends that he doesn’t know us.

Yesterday afternoon there was a Halloween parade in the town of La Conner – where my parents live (& we used to live). The town is charming & small – perfect for a parade. Sayer has not developed my sweet tooth yet – so we just cruised the streets without stopping for candy at the shops, but a lollipop caught his eye & he was quite excited to try one. He held on to it the whole time & it turned into more of a prop. 

It’s pretty cool that Sayer gets to enjoy hanging out with his grandparents so often (my dad is above) & the joys of a small quaint town. I was really glad to have met up with the three of them in time to walk with Sayer down the street during the parade & enjoy a little of the small town charm myself. Chris met us later to go trick or treating in La Conner before we all headed home. What a way to start the week! What did you do last night? Do you like to dress up in costumes?

{Music Monday} First day of Spring 1999…

On the first day of Spring in 1999, Chris & I got married in an old mansion that is home to a textile & quilt museum. It was about 70 degrees & all of the daffodil fields were in bloom. The La Conner Quilt & Textile Museum (aka the Gaches Mansion) sits on the top of a hill in La Conner & at the time, we lived just down the steps in an apartment above the stores on the main street of town (near the water). Our wedding was inspired by the mansion, the 1930’s, & old Fred Astaire movies. So it was entirely shot in black & white photos. However, the odd thing to think about, is that this was right before digital cameras took over. So… we only have boxes of negatives- nothing digital. I actually remember trading some of my old oil paintings for all of our negatives with our photographer. I went through our box of photos today & wanted to scan & post a few- it was fun sifting through them. (My brother was my “maid of honor” & Chris’ sister was his “best man”.) 

We watched tons of old Fred Astaire’s & Ginger Rogers movies & studied their dancing before the wedding. Cheek to Cheek was our first dance. Happy Music Monday & Happy Spring! 

Happy Thanksgiving!

Scurrying around today getting ready for tomorrow. If those turkeys had a clue… they would be bustling around as fast as I am. However, last year I saw these guys strolling down the streets of La Conner on Thanksgiving Day without  a care in the world.  Hope everyone has a wonderful Thanksgiving! 

Happy Thanksgiving!

Scurrying around today getting ready for tomorrow. If those turkeys had a clue… they would be bustling around as fast as I am. However, last year I saw these guys strolling down the streets of La Conner on Thanksgiving Day without  a care in the world.  Hope everyone has a wonderful Thanksgiving! 

Happy Thanksgiving!

Scurrying around today getting ready for tomorrow. If those turkeys had a clue… they would be bustling around as fast as I am. However, last year I saw these guys strolling down the streets of La Conner on Thanksgiving Day without  a care in the world.  Hope everyone has a wonderful Thanksgiving! 

A teeny tiny town…

One of the things that I enjoy most about the blogosphere is seeing little snippets of places all around the world. I find it fascinating.  Last night I saw a video make it’s way around my local friends facebook pages and I thought I would share this little piece of Americana. It was made for the La Conner Chamber of Commerce and it made me laugh. I realized that I mention La Conner often- it is where hutch studio is, where my parents now live (& have always keep their boat) and where I lived when I moved back from NYC (grad school). I lived in this red building- but in the back facing the water. My dad used to visit me by boat (his little Boston Whaler) and tie up on the dock out side my apartment. It was a bit of a change from NYC to say the least. Chris and I later lived in one of the apartments in the front of the building (the 3 windows on the left). We carried lots of furniture up those stairs. We even got married  up on the hill in LaConner- in the Gaches Mansion (aka Quilt Museum) across from where the families of turkeys live and roam the streets. 

For the record, I don’t know Dan (from the video) or Rhonda the bartender. But it does give you a feel for the little town. 


I took these photos during the Halloween parade a few weeks ago. There were swarms of kids walking down the main street of town. Sayer went as a fireman and his favorite part of the parade was walking down the street and stopping to see his daddy at hutch studio. 
So that is the sweet little town of La Conner. Hope you enjoyed your tour… 

A teeny tiny town…

One of the things that I enjoy most about the blogosphere is seeing little snippets of places all around the world. I find it fascinating.  Last night I saw a video make it’s way around my local friends facebook pages and I thought I would share this little piece of Americana. It was made for the La Conner Chamber of Commerce and it made me laugh. I realized that I mention La Conner often- it is where hutch studio is, where my parents now live (& have always keep their boat) and where I lived when I moved back from NYC (grad school). I lived in this red building- but in the back facing the water. My dad used to visit me by boat (his little Boston Whaler) and tie up on the dock out side my apartment. It was a bit of a change from NYC to say the least. Chris and I later lived in one of the apartments in the front of the building (the 3 windows on the left). We carried lots of furniture up those stairs. We even got married  up on the hill in LaConner- in the Gaches Mansion (aka Quilt Museum) across from where the families of turkeys live and roam the streets. 

For the record, I don’t know Dan (from the video) or Rhonda the bartender. But it does give you a feel for the little town. 


I took these photos during the Halloween parade a few weeks ago. There were swarms of kids walking down the main street of town. Sayer went as a fireman and his favorite part of the parade was walking down the street and stopping to see his daddy at hutch studio. 
So that is the sweet little town of La Conner. Hope you enjoyed your tour… 

A teeny tiny town…

One of the things that I enjoy most about the blogosphere is seeing little snippets of places all around the world. I find it fascinating.  Last night I saw a video make it’s way around my local friends facebook pages and I thought I would share this little piece of Americana. It was made for the La Conner Chamber of Commerce and it made me laugh. I realized that I mention La Conner often- it is where hutch studio is, where my parents now live (& have always keep their boat) and where I lived when I moved back from NYC (grad school). I lived in this red building- but in the back facing the water. My dad used to visit me by boat (his little Boston Whaler) and tie up on the dock out side my apartment. It was a bit of a change from NYC to say the least. Chris and I later lived in one of the apartments in the front of the building (the 3 windows on the left). We carried lots of furniture up those stairs. We even got married  up on the hill in LaConner- in the Gaches Mansion (aka Quilt Museum) across from where the families of turkeys live and roam the streets. 

For the record, I don’t know Dan (from the video) or Rhonda the bartender. But it does give you a feel for the little town. 


I took these photos during the Halloween parade a few weeks ago. There were swarms of kids walking down the main street of town. Sayer went as a fireman and his favorite part of the parade was walking down the street and stopping to see his daddy at hutch studio. 
So that is the sweet little town of La Conner. Hope you enjoyed your tour… 

Where Is Here?

I was recently asked by someone who was doing a blog feature on artists in this area,  to take a picture of myself in a favorite northwest spot. You may remember me mentioning in a previous post that I tend to shy away from the camera and the idea of having my picture taken sometimes makes me anxious. But, it sounded like a fun project so I agreed to go along with it. Besides, I am meeting so many wonderful people via the web, that it is a great opportunity to share where “here” is. In order to get this picture however, I needed Chris’ help (the camera timer can only do so much). Our schedules are a bit crazy these days & Chris started teaching at the college yesterday. Which means our window of opportunity to get some photos before my deadline was very slim. Yesterday had to be the day – after class, and on the way to pick up Sayer from my parents’ house, that the pictures would be taken. 

True to the reputation of this area, we have been experiencing a lot of rain lately and yesterday there was a downpour! Being that this was the only time to take pictures, I was a little concerned. However, I did want the pictures to be authentic so when Chris got home we just headed out – I grabbed a hat and that was that. One thing about the weather here, is that there are little sun breaks now and then. I have learned that it is better to go with the flow and work with the weather, rather than fight it. So we did and it was a lot of fun. We started on riverfront in downtown Mount Vernon (where the farmer’s market is), then took the backroads, all the way to La Conner. We stopped when we saw something we liked. 

I have cruised these same backroads since I first got my driver’s license. They are peaceful and picturesque. As much as I moan about living in my home town now- I never tire of the scenery. Chris and I both love old barns and have always dreamed of renovating one to live in. There are so many cool ones scattered throughout Mount Vernon. This is just one of them that I made Chris stop for yesterday. 

As we got closer to La Conner, we had to make another stop – for a family of deer. We were in one of my favorite Mount Vernon areas and not too far from a place I used to work in high school (a little pottery studio that is no longer there). 
So, this is where I am from and where I now hang my hat. I have to say, I am at peace with being here finally. I have fought it over the years, but having my own family and seeing it through their eyes gives me a whole new perspective. Having lived other places, I do now realize how beautiful it is in Mount Vernon.  And seriously, how many places can you see a peacock cross the road on your way home?

Where Is Here?

I was recently asked by someone who was doing a blog feature on artists in this area,  to take a picture of myself in a favorite northwest spot. You may remember me mentioning in a previous post that I tend to shy away from the camera and the idea of having my picture taken sometimes makes me anxious. But, it sounded like a fun project so I agreed to go along with it. Besides, I am meeting so many wonderful people via the web, that it is a great opportunity to share where “here” is. In order to get this picture however, I needed Chris’ help (the camera timer can only do so much). Our schedules are a bit crazy these days & Chris started teaching at the college yesterday. Which means our window of opportunity to get some photos before my deadline was very slim. Yesterday had to be the day – after class, and on the way to pick up Sayer from my parents’ house, that the pictures would be taken. 

True to the reputation of this area, we have been experiencing a lot of rain lately and yesterday there was a downpour! Being that this was the only time to take pictures, I was a little concerned. However, I did want the pictures to be authentic so when Chris got home we just headed out – I grabbed a hat and that was that. One thing about the weather here, is that there are little sun breaks now and then. I have learned that it is better to go with the flow and work with the weather, rather than fight it. So we did and it was a lot of fun. We started on riverfront in downtown Mount Vernon (where the farmer’s market is), then took the backroads, all the way to La Conner. We stopped when we saw something we liked. 

I have cruised these same backroads since I first got my driver’s license. They are peaceful and picturesque. As much as I moan about living in my home town now- I never tire of the scenery. Chris and I both love old barns and have always dreamed of renovating one to live in. There are so many cool ones scattered throughout Mount Vernon. This is just one of them that I made Chris stop for yesterday. 

As we got closer to La Conner, we had to make another stop – for a family of deer. We were in one of my favorite Mount Vernon areas and not too far from a place I used to work in high school (a little pottery studio that is no longer there). 
So, this is where I am from and where I now hang my hat. I have to say, I am at peace with being here finally. I have fought it over the years, but having my own family and seeing it through their eyes gives me a whole new perspective. Having lived other places, I do now realize how beautiful it is in Mount Vernon.  And seriously, how many places can you see a peacock cross the road on your way home?