Avatar: Joandarc.Ninetails aka Joanna Claremont
VW: Second Life
Location: Oakland, CA
Country: US
VW: Second Life
Location: Oakland, CA
Country: US
Pins and Needles - Dress Diaries
Journal le 6 mai
The weather in Languedoc has turned into beautiful late spring. I find myself changed and inspired by my new home and surroundings. I've settled in quite nicely in my little corner of the world. The shop is flourishing and business has been swift. Many travelers and tradesman have been making their way around the countryside in this fine weather. This week I took to tailoring my own gowns. Secretly I admit it is very enjoyable and meditative especially in the heat of the late afternoon. The action of my hands in busy motion somehow helps my mind create a solution for any problem. I must economize and adjust my new lifestyle now that I have a business to tend and books to keep. I still find a little extravagance is good for the soul though...giggle. My beautiful and educated mother and grand-mre taught me lace making and embroidery though how I retained that knowledge I still dont know. Inevitably Id be sneaking off with one of my brothers to ride horses or race through the grove where the peacocks sleep in search of feathers. I look back on these memories and smile even as my fingertips are sore and bleeding from all the damn cartridge pleats in this dress skirt! At least the cloth I traded for in the village is fine and light and should be perfect for the very hot summer too come. I can hear the rush of the creek behind the shop and the sun is reaching mid-day. Time to take a light lunch of fruit, cheese and bread. I think later this evening after the heat has passed I will walk along the canal to find roses for a nice balm for my hands and fingertips.
~J
The weather in Languedoc has turned into beautiful late spring. I find myself changed and inspired by my new home and surroundings. I've settled in quite nicely in my little corner of the world. The shop is flourishing and business has been swift. Many travelers and tradesman have been making their way around the countryside in this fine weather. This week I took to tailoring my own gowns. Secretly I admit it is very enjoyable and meditative especially in the heat of the late afternoon. The action of my hands in busy motion somehow helps my mind create a solution for any problem. I must economize and adjust my new lifestyle now that I have a business to tend and books to keep. I still find a little extravagance is good for the soul though...giggle. My beautiful and educated mother and grand-mre taught me lace making and embroidery though how I retained that knowledge I still dont know. Inevitably Id be sneaking off with one of my brothers to ride horses or race through the grove where the peacocks sleep in search of feathers. I look back on these memories and smile even as my fingertips are sore and bleeding from all the damn cartridge pleats in this dress skirt! At least the cloth I traded for in the village is fine and light and should be perfect for the very hot summer too come. I can hear the rush of the creek behind the shop and the sun is reaching mid-day. Time to take a light lunch of fruit, cheese and bread. I think later this evening after the heat has passed I will walk along the canal to find roses for a nice balm for my hands and fingertips.
~J
Such a lovely read Joan.Thank you for this peek into your diary ~C ~
See why Candace and I settled in the Duch de Coeur?Because persons like Joan live here...Thank You, Joan, for sharing these moments with us, ces petits riens qui disent tant de choses...They reminded me , in a different setting, of an old french poem called " CHANSON" about a young woman sewing near the window :" Quand il est entr dans mon logis clos,j'ourlais un drap lourd prs de la fentreL'hiver dans les doigts, l'ombre sur le dos,qui sait depuis quand j'tais l sans tre?Et je cousais, je cousais, je cousais,Mon coeur, qu'est ce que tu faisais?Il m'a demand des outils nous,mes pieds ont couru, si vifs, dans la salle,qu'ils semblaient - si lgers, si doux,-deux petits oiseaux caressant la dalleDe ci de l, j'allais, j'allais, j'allais...Mon coeur, qu'est ce que tu voulais?etc....
Thank you, I was a bit shy to share my writing at first. It gives me much encouragement and delight. Perhaps I will share more as the seasons progress. ; )