Archive for the ‘Amigos y Familia’ Category

makayla’s bag

Posted on January 18th, 2010 by mountain girl  |  Comments Off on makayla’s bag

Here’s a little ruffled bag I made for Zia’s cousin Makayla, back around Christmastime. Makayla is the queen of all things stylish. I desperately hoped the bag would make the cut. It did, thanks to the addition of a couple of no-fail elements. #1. Kitties are crucial to making any item Makayla-esque. #2. A bit […]

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adios, new mexico

Posted on November 18th, 2009 by mountain girl  |  1 Comment »

Our last morning in Santa Fe was spent strolling around the local Farmers Market. The market is located at the new Railyard, and it’s a haven for craftspeople of all kinds. There is a smorgasborg of traditional fare and wares, baked goods, homegrown veggies, and handmade arts and crafts. This lady is preparing native ristras, […]



spirited away to the land of enchantment

Posted on November 12th, 2009 by mountain girl  |  Comments Off on spirited away to the land of enchantment

Or, at least, CRV’d away… We jumped in the car at 3:30 pm on Tuesday, the little Honda piled high with blankets, snacks, and us- wearing our comfiest clothes- on a whim to go west, young man! David had FINALLY received confirmation that he had been hired on as project manager with a 2-yr contract for […]

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party girl

Posted on November 2nd, 2009 by mountain girl  |  3 Comments »

   My girl is off to a birthday party!   Tyler is turning one. He lives just down the street, so we can walk to his house.   Somebody has a new COW skirt. And new black skinny pants- she’s right in style. And a new red shirt, but that was rejected in favor of her favorite black […]



darci’s bag

Posted on October 23rd, 2009 by mountain girl  |  Comments Off on darci’s bag

The creative flow is strange, isn’t it? I often find myself so utterly swept up in a new project that I seem to lose track of everything else in the headlong rush of the thing.  One finished piece provokes another, and it seems that just as I catch my breath I’m diving in again! Of […]

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