Homegrown in the Heartland
I hope you have had the experience of biting into a juicy, sweet, fresh-from-the-tree peach that’s so ripe and perfect that when you take a bite it explodes with flavor, and you end up with sticky peach juice running all over your hands and down your arm. It’s a sign that summer is in full swing. Pie #27 is the first of probably what will be several versions of a peach pie. Peaches ‘n Cream Pie. That just sounds like summer, doesn’t it?
This week we had a big family get-together at my parent’s house. Lots of cousins, and aunts and uncles, and grandparents. Four generations, and more than 40 people, including five babies all 5 months or younger. With a growing family like this it’s hard to get everyone together in one place, but we were only missing two! (Erin and Jason, we missed you SOOOOO MUCH! Come home soon!) We played whiffle ball, took a big family photo, ate on tables under the big maple trees in the back yard, and chased lightening bugs after dinner. It was a classic summertime gathering. This pie took a spot on the dessert table, and it was just one in a line-up of a whole bunch sweet show-stopping confections. My family knows how to cook!
Do yourself a favor. Go and find a country road. Somewhere far away from city streets, and traffic lights, and strip malls. Somewhere with wide open spaces, and gentle breezes, and a clear view of the sky. If you can find a gravel road, that’s perfect. If it cuts through pasture land lined with fences that’s even better.
It’s wildflower season! I can’t get enough.
I LOVE seeing all the different types of flowers pop up along the roadside this time of year. It’s that early summer treat – before the intense heat sets in and burns everything up and dries it to a crisp.
Coneflowers, and Queen Anne’s lace, and Black-Eyed-Susans, and lots of others that I don’t know the names of.
If you find yourself following me down a country road, please pay attention. I’m highly likely to stop my car unannounced, and hop out to pick a bunch of flowers.
I suggest you do the same, because there’s nothing more cheerful!
A handful of wildflowers, in a vase, on the kitchen table is one of my favorite things.
:: Carrie ::
It’s hard to believe that August is almost over, but hopefully that means the hottest days are behind us. It almost seems like there has been a hint of fall in the air the last couple of days, and it has felt so good.
It has been a busy week of printing in the new studio. We’ve been working on several re-prints of some of our most popular pieces that will be reappearing in the shop soon. The most exciting thing that happened this week was that we finished building our new, BIG, worktable. And it is fantastic.
When we were planning out the new space I pictured in my mind a big table where we could spread things out and still have room to work. I think this nails it. Just what I had in mind. A big thanks goes out to my brother, Dustin. When I say “we built this table” what I really mean is, I described to Dustin what I wanted and he made it happen.
Great job Dustin! I might just be dreaming up some more things we need.
There sure are some exciting things going on here at 1canoe2. It is a busy season – moving into a new workspace, shipping lots of orders, cranking out new designs, and being featured in a nationally circulated magazine. But, I don’t want to get so sucked into all that we have happening and forget to share with you some more of what we are calling “The Great Road Trip of 2011”.
I’ve always been a nature girl. Give me a creek where I can skip rocks or a campfire to sit by and I’m happy. Give me some paper and a pen and my drawings usually lean toward flowers and trees. The natural world amazes and inspires me, and one goal for this trip was to come home with some inspiration. Mission accomplished.
Here are some things that inspire me:
And, have you ever been to Yellowstone and seen Old Faithful erupt? I shot this video when we visited, and I love the reaction from the people around us. That geyser sure is a crowd pleaser!
During the last few days we visited Astoria, Oregon (one of the most picturesque and adorable towns I’ve ever been to), drove down the Oregon coast, camped by the beach, hiked some amazing trails in the Columbia River Gorge, and soaked up the culture of Portland.
The past three weeks have been a dream! I have a lot more to share with you, which will come later. Abby and I talked a lot about how lucky we are to be able to take the time to see and experience so many beautiful sights, and to meet some awesome new people. We’re trying to figure out when we can do it again.
We said our goodbyes this morning. Abby starts a new job on Monday in Portland, and I’m on my way home. From what I hear it’s blazin’ hot in Missouri. That might be a shock to this girl, who has been living in a world of perfect weather for the last three weeks. At least I’ll be sleeping in my own bed tonight.
Summer is here. In full force.
In our part of the world that means every time you step out the door you get slammed in the face with a wall of humid, hot, sticky air. It also means thunderstorms, which I love, as long as it doesn’t get too out of control. It means wildflowers are blooming, and the corn is growing. Sometimes if you look close enough you can actually see it grow. Well, no, not really. But it seems like it.
I have spent the last month printing, and printing and printing like CRAZY. I’ve been trying to get us caught up on all of the production work that needed to be done so we can fill all of the orders from the National Stationery Show. And also because I happen to be taking off today on a little adventure, well, kind of a big one, and I didn’t want to leave Beth and Karen with my end of the work undone.
I’m off on a LONG road trip with our friend Abby, who is moving to Portland, OR. Yay for her! Sad for us. Our route is going to take us through Kansas, Colorado, Wyoming, Montana, Idaho, Washington, and we”ll finally end up in Oregon. We’re going to hit up a bunch of the National Parks, and do lots of hiking, including a week long backpacking trip through Glacier National Park in Montana. The temperature here has been hovering in the mid nineties recently, and I’m packing a down vest, a winter hat, and bear spray. I hope I have to use the vest and the hat. I hope I don’t have to use the bear spray.
I plan on posting pictures and stories of adventure from the road. If any of you know of any great places we need to stop along the way I want to hear about them!