Month: January 2013

Tuesday Project Roundup: Jewelry Board

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I don’t wear a lot of jewelry–and by “a lot,” I really mean “anything other than a watch and maybe earrings.” But years and  years of perusing J. Crew and style blogs like this one have convinced me I should probably wear some of the necklaces I managed to collect over the years of not wearing jewelry. The problem? They lived in a drawer and I forgot about them. So I made a jewelry board to hang them up in the bedroom.

I just cut a piece of leftover homasote from the office boards project last year to about picture size and spray-adhesived some leftover rice paper over it:

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Why not cover the back in some pink paper while you’re at it? No one will see it.

 

Then I added little hooks:

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And hung it up.

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I think it’s working at least a little–I wore a necklace AND a bracelet AND a watch to the symphony this past weekend. At the very least, it’s more things on the wall and more colors.

Nature, Lately

Karen

The weekend (and recent nature) in brief: Really big birds and lots of snow.

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The biggest corvid I have ever seen landed on the neighbor’s during the all-day storm Friday. Nevermore?
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It finally stopped snowing, so on Sunday I got to try out my new snowshoes and gaiters.
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I was out with my brother and sister-in-law (Skyler had to stay home because it was so cold).
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This was in the western mountain range around the city for a change. Clear and cold!
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Leaving the canyon on Sunday, we saw a golden eagle! That’s one huge bird.

 

Friday Unrelated Information

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1. This long Vanity Fair article about the making of The Blues Brothers has been making the rounds, but that’s understandable because it’s about the best movie ever and includes quotes like this:

Aykroyd wants a scene explaining why Elwood’s car, the Bluesmobile, has magical qualities.

2. There’s about a foot of snow at my house and more coming down. My brother posted this clip of snow removal in the Swiss Alps and I can’t stop watching it. Is it the machinery? The focus of the director’s vision? The yodeling?

“A mind of winter”

Karen

I haven’t thought of Wallace Stevens in a long time, but this one is just right for the last two weeks of deep freeze:

The Snow Man

Wallace Stevens

One must have a mind of winter
To regard the frost and the boughs
Of the pine-trees crusted with snow;

And have been cold a long time
To behold the junipers shagged with ice,
The spruces rough in the distant glitter

Of the January sun; and not to think
Of any misery in the sound of the wind,
In the sound of a few leaves,

Which is the sound of the land
Full of the same wind
That is blowing in the same bare place

For the listener, who listens in the snow,
And, nothing himself, beholds
Nothing that is not there and the nothing that is.