Tuesday, June 18, 2013

That It, I'm Going Naked! At Natural Parents Network

Naked NettlesThat's it, I'm Going Naked! (I'm Living Make-Up Free, and I'm Here to Tell the Tale)

I'm going naked. That's right, nude. Completely unadorned and unfettered. What I'm talking about isn't illegal, but it is taboo, at least where I live. I'm talking about going without make-up.

My five-year-old daughter prompted my decision to never wear make-up. We were washing the dishes last week and she turned to me out of the blue and said, "Mama, you're ugly without make up. Why don't you ever wear it?"

Read how I responded at my post today at Natural Paents Network: That's it, I'm Going Naked! (I'm Living Make-Up Free, and I'm Here to Tell the Tale).

Monday, June 17, 2013

Around The Garden

I absolutely love to garden! I can't do much with plants indoors, though between cats and destructive forces (kids) it's not really my fault. But I do find that Nature is a far better mother when it comes to little green things than me. I don't use fertilizer or pesticides/fungicides/herbicides, I just yank the weeds and keep them watered. Most of my gardening success, however, can be attributed to planting things where they like to be and leaving them alone.

This plant is a one year old American Hazelnut. I got it for free last arbor day from a local wild-life center. It needs a mate, however, as hazelnuts need to be in pairs in order to produce nuts. You can see that empty spot behind it, just waiting. Hazelnut trees aren't hard to come by, but it hasn't been the highest order of priorities as of late. When I do get a partner for it, in a few years I'm going to have gobs of hazelnuts!
This is my watergarden. I built my first one nine years ago. It was very little, so later that year I got a larger pond liner and built it bigger. And then a friend I met on a pond forum mailed me a very large liner (twice as big as it is now) in trade for a very large painting of her pond.

Most of the plants in this little pond I have had since I first built it, eight years ago. It's been moved a couple of times. There are no fishes, save for minnows that I buy ever year to eat the mosquito larva, and no filtration or pump. It's a great little tadpole haven!
For Earth Day four years ago, my kid brought home a little twig with some dried up "hairs" stuck on the bottom and told me it was a dogwood tree. He had heard his dad say he liked dogwoods.

It's not the dogwood our son was expecting, but a quick google search told us it's a Red Osier Dogwood. I planted it, tended it lovingly and now it is getting quite large. It put out it's first set of flowers this year, even!
I am beginning to plant more native plants in my yard, and slowly getting rid of the non-native varieties. For years I have wanted a yard that was all native plants.

My daughter had other ideas, however, and insisted on planting some gladiolas. I also have some rudbekia from a trade that I botched. I feel guilty every time I look at them, but I love that they're getting ready to bloom already!
I found this and another growing along my back fence. I knew it was a native flower of some type, and a rather nice one. I put one on either side of the porch steps.

Part of the fun of finding plants like this is identifying them. I searched all over Google, but came up with nothing. I finally had to visit the Name That Plant forum at GardenWeb. They always help me out when I'm stuck!
This is in fact, Wild Petunia and I find that gleefully ironic, if you read my post about planting native!
Please excuse the plastic showing and the debris. We're going to be getting in some all natural wood chip mulch very soon!

This is a lilac, it's five years old. They are not the fastest growing plant. It is not a native plant species in my area, however they are quite commonly distributed and well established. This was a sucker (a shoot sprouted from a root of a parent) that I dug up and moved to another part of the yard. This is it's second home and I hope that we may get some flowers on her next season!
This is the mother lilac. It had been cut down to the roots when we first got the house five years ago. It is now extremely large, spanning eight feet at it's widest.
We've tried getting rid of it a couple of times, because it's just not in a very good place. It needs to be kept trimmed to be tidy, but doing so removes the flowers for the next year or two. Not trimming it, it becomes quite unruly and for the rather manicured front yard, it's not what we prefer.
It's here to stay, however, we haven't been successful trying to move it.
I am really torn about my rose bushes. I love roses! They look and smell so wonderful! As an artist, I love painting them. The reason I planted these here in the first place was so I could include them in my art.
But I'm really not into spraying and they always look so awful. Black spot sets in just a couple of weeks into spring and the roses never live up to their potential.
I do think that this fall I will give them to a neighbor and plant something native instead.
Except for this rose. I wish I had a better picture, it's so lovely!
This rose was given to me by a very dear friend for Mothers Day, just after my daughter was born. It's an heirloom rose, called Abbaye De Cluny.
This picture does not begin to do it justice, it is one of the most beautiful roses I've ever seen! I positively cherish it and I couldn't bear to lose it.
This photo is of our colossal white ash tree. It's hard to say how tall it is, though it's clearly twice as tall as our two story house. At it's base, it is easily six feet in diameter.
Last spring we had a dying juniper in our front yard that needed removing, and the tree cutter who came out remembered our house because of this tree. It's one of the largest of its kind in the city, he said, and has most certainly been around since before the house was built.

In the autumn, it puts on a beautiful display of yellow leaves, that sometimes turn a bit orange or purple at the tips. It's breathtaking!

I am very fond of this tree, though my husband talks about cutting it down. He likes his little joke. There's no way he's serious - or that I'd ever allow it!
This is a chain link fence. Every spring (except this year) I spend days cutting all of the poison ivy, wild grape vine, invasive ornamental vine, trumpet flower and honey suckle out of it.
This year I said, "screw it!" We'll work on maintaining it at fence level and hitting it with the weed whacker once a month. The honey suckle really is fragrant though. Sitting in bed in the mornings with the windows open and honey suckle air sweeping through the room is heavenly. It also makes the line dried laundry smell delicious!
This year I planted an herb garden. Sadly, most of the herbs didn't sprout. I am mostly disappointed about the lavender and the rosemary. I was looking forward to infusing oil with those herbs!
I did get a nice little crop of cilantro and parsley, however! This will do wonderfully in my home made salsa.
Ah, this little guy. This is my Mimosa Tree. I have always loved these trees, though they are not native to the united states. Unfortunately, they are also considered invasive. I planted this one on purpose and I refuse to get rid of it.

After trying to grow one from seed for two years, I was having no luck. One day, I was passing by my mothers old house. She lived only three blocks away from where I live now, but lost her home when her cancer took over and she died shortly after. Discovering upon passing that her house was on the market (ten years after she'd lived in it), I decided to investigate the property. It was very bitter sweet.  I saw her bedroom, her living room, the kitchen. So many memories, even though I myself did not live there with her. It was the first house she had ever owned and she was extremely proud of it. As I was leaving, I saw this tiny tree growing up in the most unlikely place. A small dime sized hole in the concrete driveway had this sad and desperate seedling poking out of it. I rushed to the car to find our stash of emergency napkins, doused two of them in water and oh so carefully teased this tiny tree up out of its home. I kept it in a pot on the porch at first, and now it's given a place of honor in the middle of the backyard.

My lettuce crop is thriving! I've planted eight varieties here, though one I found too unpalatable to eat and another went to seed. We've been chomping on this for a few weeks now, and will have a few weeks longer.
This is an unintended pumpkin plant. I found it growing in the compost pit, no doubt sprouted from last falls jack-o-lanterns.

I popped it in it's own little  bed so that I could tend to it, and it's very happy. I'm not sure if we'll get a good sized pumpkin out of it, but we'll see!
This is an unintended tomato plant. I didn't get a chance to buy tomato seedlings this year, however I've had over 20 volunteers crop up in random places.
I've culled many of them, but I have about 15 of them growing. I've read that fruit from volunteer plants are often tastier than ones that have been planted, as the plants themselves are hardier and easier to care for.


This looks like the pumpkin plant, but it's a cucumber. They are both from the squash family. I have probably 10 of these plants that have really shot up in size the past week.

Tomato and cucumber salad is one of my favorite summer dishes!


Sunday, June 16, 2013

Dream Catcher Giveaway Winners!

Congratulations to the winners of this lovely handmade all natural dream catcher pendant!
 
This pendant is made from three varieties of rehabbed copper wire, glass seed beads, hemp cord and a clasp fashioned from a poplar tree chip. I designed it to match more closely with the vine-style hoop of authentic Native American dream catchers than modern brass ring varieties.
 
 
Native Americans made dream catchers using natural items that they found in their environment. The hoop was normally grape vine or red osier dogwood, made into a wreath or a tear shape. They would use sinew, nettle fiber or fine yarn for the webbing and sacred items to represent the spider, such as rocks or shells, even acorn caps. They would then attach feathers and other adornments. Dream catchers would be placed above a bed to protect the sleeper from bad dreams.
 
*Please note that all of my handmade jewelry is made using only organic materials. The wood clasp, hemp cord and copper will degrade if you get them wet. I do not recommend swimming or bathing while wearing them.
 
Winners were selected at random, with names drawn out of a hat.
Congratulations to: Shantelle Stately, Stephanie Easterling, Michelle Koerner!
 
Thanks to all who participated, I will surely have more giveaways coming up!!!
 
If you wish to purchase a dream catcher pendant, I have several in stock at Destany Fenton Arts and Crafts!
 
 
 

Friday, June 14, 2013

Side Effects May Include...

I remember when they first began running television commercials for prescription drugs. I never thought it would last, because who in their right mind would take these prescriptions after hearing all of the adverse side effects! They'd almost be comical if they weren't so terrifying. Anti-depressants which lead to increased suicide? Allergy medication that can cause heart attack or a stroke? Did you hear about the eye-lash grower that could make your eyelashes fall out and permanently change the color of your eyes? I saw one last week that listed bloody diarrhea and another that listed tuberculosis. Tuberculosis! REALLY!




I know that many prescription drugs are life saving and some provide a quality of life for people with serious diseases that would be impossible without them. Like everything, there is a time and place. But we Americans are a nation of over-consumption. We take everything to extreme and we know how to abuse a good thing until it becomes harmful. We also like our easy button, our magical pill that can fix all of the problems in our life. And we'll pay for it. Oh will we! By the billions.

We've all heard sad stories about elderly couples foregoing groceries and going hungry in order to pay for pills that would keep them from stroking out or their hearts from bursting. It's not just elderly people either, it's any of us really. I make it a point to always ask the doctor for a generic prescription if he deems one necessary, otherwise I decline it. Doctors are paid by pharmaceutical companies to push their prescriptions, after all. 

Medication is really big business. In my area, they are building a brand new CVS right up the street... even though there's already one less than five miles away and a Walgreens less than two miles away. It's not uncommon to see two gigantic pharmacies sitting on opposite sides of the street, and another set of them a few blocks down. They are turning quite a huge profit.

If Grandma Lorrie is spending $300 a pop for her cataract medication and another $200 for anti-clotting pills, and the prices for necessary life saving medications keep going up, where does all the money go? Millions are pumped into advertisements and doctors pockets, and a great big run-away train that drives up the cost of health insurance premiums and co-pays and makes life cozy comfy for the industry executives. Grandma can get by on stale crackers and tap water.

Most of us don't even know what's in the medication that we take, and side effects are often so trivialized that we don't think much of them. Once the doctor tells us it's safe enough to consume, we take our prescriptions and cash them in without a second thought. As long as we are willing to shovel our money for prescription drugs that most of the time we don't even need, we're continuing to feed the ugly beast and those prices keep going up.

Tuesday, June 11, 2013

Portrait of a Father

In honor of Father’s Day, I am sharing a bit of parenting wisdom from my co-parent, my husband of 16 years. Joe is a 36 year old daddy of four. He’s parented infants, preschoolers, adolescents and teens. He is currently teaching his almost sixteen year old how to drive. He is a loving and attentive, highly involved father who is strongly connected to each of his kids. I sat down with him and asked him to share his thoughts on what fatherhood looks like at this point in his journey.
 


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Everybody wonders what kind of a parent they’re going to be. I’ve wanted to be a father since before I knew my wife – and that’s saying something because I was 19 at the time. I haven’t always been perfect at it, but I hope my kids will look back and know that I tried my best.

What I’ve learned in nearly sixteen years of being a parent is that it’s pretty basic when you get down to it. It’s all about being connected with your kids. My kids all know that no matter what, I’m here for them. I make it a point to always be someone they are comfortable with.

My own father was unaffectionate. We never talked and we weren’t close. We did spend time together, but he was always disengaged and we didn’t have a real relationship. I wanted one really badly and it wasn’t until I was a father myself that I realized what I didn’t have with my father. I try to do differently with my kids. I look at everything I wanted in my dad and never got, and I try to give that to my own children.

It’s not about memory making, either. It’s good to make memories with your kids, sure. But that’s not what makes you a good parent. My oldest is going to be sixteen next month. We haven’t always had much in common. He likes computers and I know nothing about them. But just hanging out and talking with him is enough to keep us close. I really enjoy sitting out on the porch with him in the evenings when Mama and the little ones are inside. There’s nothing we can’t talk about, and we can hang out and talk bullshit for hours.

Having a relationship with my second is also pretty easy. He loves baseball like I do and we’re always out playing catch when the weather’s nice. For years I coached his baseball team and every spring we look forward to getting back to it. He’s a lot like me and I find it easy to relate to him. He’s going on fourteen and he has his friends and his social life and he can sometimes push buttons, but that’s part of being a teenager.

Adam is my six year old. He’s got a huge heart and a killer imagination. He’s also very funny and makes us all laugh. He’s a bit ornery, but some people say he gets it from me. I find keeping it funny and light helps us stay relaxed entertained and we just like being silly together. I love taking walks with Adam and he tells me all about his day or makes up stories as we go.

Karlie is my little baby and she always will be. She’s five and everything is fun for her. She also has a wonderful imagination and loves coming up with games to play. Right now she wants me to grow my beard out to my feet and I’m not allowed to shave until she lets me. And of course, I don’t. She’s not going to be this little forever and I just want to enjoy every minute of it.

Looking back, I wish I would have had more patience when I was a younger father, and been gentler - especially with my older children. I didn’t know what I was doing back then; I was flying by the seat of my pants. I definitely feel wiser and more sure of myself as a parent.

Now that I’m older and know better, I am much more patient. I’m able to see clearly what really matters in the end and it’s all about that connection. It all goes by so fast. Before you know it, the little baby who pulled himself up in his crib and stuck out his arms, calling you “Da-Da” is sitting in the driver’s seat and you’re teaching him how to make a left turn onto a busy street. But the connection you make, they will keep that with them forever.

What I hope my kids take from me, what I hope they will bring to the table when it’s their turn to parent is this: Let your kids know that you’re proud of them for what they do. Make sure they always know they’re loved.  If you don’t have things in common with your kids, make time to find something. You can always fake it. No matter how old they get, show them that you care and keep an interest.

Monday, June 3, 2013

Make Your Own Paint and Tips For Painting With Littles

The consistency of this paint is between watercolor and craft paint.
As an artist, I have plenty of experience producing and packing up a painting station and dealing with some of the common mishaps of artistry. I am also a profoundly messy artist. It is not uncommon to find me at the end of a painting day with oil paints smudged up and down my forearms, my thighs and my face.

As a mama, I have plenty of experience painting with wee ones. My kids see me painting and what a good time I’m having, they want to paint too! You know what? Paints aren’t cheap and kids go through them quickly. I’m always running out.
What’s a frugal artist-mama to do? Well, make my own paints, of course! So along with giving you a few tips for painting with kids, I will give you paint recipe using materials most of us keep in our kitchen. Mind you, these paints are staining. Make sure your kids are wearing old clothes and don’t give them this paint the day before their scheduled portraits.

Plenty of space to let her artwork dry.
Set up a work station with lots of space. If you’re worried about your table top or flooring getting stained, you can purchase an inexpensive vinyl table cloth that can be wiped down and reused over and over. Kids are messy and the best creativity comes from being allowed to get into the project.

Have several clean shop rags ready to clean up spills or blot paint brushes. We prefer not to use paper towels at my house and instead we use inexpensive shop rags that can be washed and used repeatedly. I find this much more convenient (as I always have plenty) and Earth friendly than throwing away dozens of used paper towels. It’s also much less expensive.


Use a wide flat bottomed bowl for rinsing their brushes, rather than a skinny jar or glass. Those glass jars are tricky when you’re a little one. I prefer a margarine tub or something similar that will sit flat, hold plenty of water and be difficult to tip over.

Give them paints in individual cups (recycled yogurt cups work well) rather than a pallet. There will be less mixing of the colors. I find that giving my little ones paint pallets with small wells of colors becomes a big muddy mess as they can’t seem to help themselves from trying to pick up all of the colors at once. Maybe that’s just my kids…

Make sure you have a place set aside beforehand to dry the artwork.  My kids like to paint in sprees and will have several drippy sheets of paper by the time they’re done. We often designate the covered porch for a drying spot, but sometimes it’s rainy or windy. The kitchen table is handy if we take the time to clear it off. What’s annoying is having to run around with a soppy wet sheet of paper and finding no good place to set it.


Play some music. When kids are just learning to paint and draw, much of what they create is interpretive. Music can help get their creative juices flowing and keep them into their painting for longer periods. This would be a great time to play some jazz or something with a lot of feeling and  movement.


Don’t instruct them. That would be so boring! We know the sky is blue, so what if they want to make it green? Who cares if their apple tree looks more like a bush than an actual tree? What of it? Just let them be, let them play around. Interfering will just throw up creativity blocks and maybe even put them off of painting. Just as forcing kids to read books they don’t enjoy can put them off of reading, trying to make them paint or draw the way you want them to can put them off of art completely.

Have the kitchen sink clear before you start. Wow. No brainer, right? Except I always forget to do this and I find myself scrambling to clear the lunch dishes out of the way to have a place to dump the dirty water, rinse the brushes and clean the kids.

Now that you have some handy-dandy Painting with Littles advice, here’s a quickie paint recipe if you’re interested.


This is half an egg yolk with 2 tbs. water and 1 tbs. flour.
6 yogurt cups (preferably with lids)
3 egg yolks – make sure you get all of the white part off.
6 tbs. flour
12 tbs. water.
Food coloring

In a small cup, beat the egg yolks until there are no clumps. Add 3 tablespoons of water, and then the flour. Add the rest of the water, until you have a slightly thickened consistency. Divide this up between the six cups and add the food coloring. I used McCormick brand that I bought at a regular grocery store, however, you can use natural food colorings and even make your own.

For the paint shown, I used between 20 and 50 drops of coloring of McCormick Neon. These are just rough estimates. Have fun and fool around with the combinations.


These colors are very vibrant, and also quite staining.

Red: 50 drops of pink
Orange: 40 green, 10 pink
Apple Green:  20 drops of green
Dark Green: 30 blue, 10 green
Blue: 40 drops of blue
Purple: 40 drops of purple

*When my little girl mixed the green and the purple, it made a perfect black!


You can add a bit of water if necessary to lighten the colors more. As you can see in the pictures, the colors are quite vibrant. Once your little ones are finished painting, you can put the lids on the paint and keep them in the refrigerator for up to one week.

Happy Painting!

Friday, May 31, 2013

Sandy Hill Soap, Review and (link to) Giveaway

I don't typically do the review/giveaway thing on my blog, but I wanted to post about a really great giveaway at Mom to Minions for Sandy Hill Soap.

I have used Sandy Hill Soap (and jumped on this giveaway when I read about it!) and I just love it. April makes her soap from all natural ingredients, including milk from her very own hand raised goats. It's super luxurious and I love that I can pamper myself with it and not have to worry about harmful chemicals. The soap leaves my skin feeling moisturized and smooth, with no filmy residue.


Sandy Hill Soap is offering 3 bars of soap through Mom to Minions, entering is super easy! Check out Mom to Minions giveaway page to see!


Sandy Hill Soap has a large variety of soap available!