Black Book

Last month one of the dearest people in my life celebrated another trip around the sun. I’m a big proponent of handmade gifts, probably because I’m a big proponent of making things by hand. So I set out to make something both useful and meaningful. This leather black book cover with a brass snake is what I came up with.

I’m Going to…

Custom name necklace for Jackson’s mom.

Taking Me Back Down the Road…

It’s been quite some time since I’ve done a Music Monday. So not only are you getting a post after a very sporadic year of posting thus far, you’re also getting some tunes, courtesy of one of, if not my all time favorite front men. The incomparable, Robert Plant, singing a tune of lust and my neighboring 29 Palms.

5 Months Later

Back in October or so I began the process of trying to sort my website after some really cool people took over parts of it to sell male performance enhancing drugs. There was a lot of back and forth, a lot of money spent and a lot of bumps in the road. It looked to have been fixed at the end of January, but alas more problems came. So I took a bit of a hands off stance, until I knew that things were working normally. I think today might be that day. Gone is my splash page / click through, I’m all up to date with the current ssl security that is required and I’m free (fingers crossed) to get things going again here.

I’ve made quite a few new piecess that I haven’t posted here or anywhere really, so those will be coming soon, along with the other randomness that you typically find around these parts. My life is a bit all over the place right now as I do what we like to call, the desert hustle, around these parts. Aka, juggling multiple income sources. This is nothing new to me, as jewelry has never really been my only source of income, however much I wish it could be.

Anyways, there’s big things on the horizon and I’m trying my best to manage it all, but it’s my hope to get back into things here and for real this time.

x- L

Snow Day!

I woke up this morning and there was a particular silence. A silence that only happens when it snows. I grew up in the mountains above where I live now and previously lived in the sierra, so I was familiar with the sound or lack there of. Only in the desert it’s at a whole other. It’s so quiet that it’s almost deafening. Anyway, I jumped out of bed and peaked out the window to confirm, then threw some clothes on and went out.

It’s a very rare occasion that we get snow at this elevation and if you’ve never seen snow in the desert, it’s magical. I personally think snow is quite wonderful but when it snows here it’s something else. As I started walking, it began to fall, heavily and I only became more excited. I smiled like I haven’t in a while, cried even and did a few grand jetés. It was glorious!

Unfortunately it melted soon aftertastes stopped, but I’m holding tightly to the special moment in time.