Old Fashioned Summer Holiday

Just as long as I’m with you, babe.

Saskatchewan Sage

I liked my wedding.  Robert and I eloped, quite properly, to the fine town of Reno, Nevada.  I didn’t have any flowers and that’s the one thing I would change about how I was married if I could do it again — I would carry a sage bouquet bound with bale twine.

 Simple, fragrant and earthy.


Uplifted Necklaces in sterling and chalcedony with wonderful little rosary-esque connectors and delightfully dimensional birds in flight…because I never take my wild without a dash of the holy.

Smoke and Horses


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