…by sweetness.

In a previous post, I briefly acknowledged my desire for writing with proper pen and ink, and for making that ink myself and storing it in a stone inkpot. I yearn for a simpler life, to be the farmer’s wife churning butter, baking and sewing all day, and for a time when beautiful penmanship was valued and it took weeks to receive a handwritten letter sealed with wax and delivered on horseback.

Well, just the other day, a lovely parcel arrived from dear Celeste. Atop the contents, a little note:

And what do I find?

A perfectly beautiful stone inkpot, a handcarved bamboo pen and a packet of ink tablets. Heaven! Thank you so much, Celeste!!!! Best mail day in recent times, especially since I also received a real, live handwritten letter that day, too. 🙂

I only wish I felt up to playing with these treasures right now, but I am recovering from a really intense oral surgery today…my jawbone splintered a bit when the screw was put in, and the pain and swelling are more than I expected…a lot more. It feels like someone is pulling my tongue out with pliers while simultaneously squeezing my sinuses in a vice and we won’t even talk about the puffy ‘walnut’ behind the surgical site. I never take painkillers. Really, never. We just called the dentist for an emergency prescription. Only what was left of my li’l bro-in-law’s vicodin stash got me through the afternoon. Rather than sleep, I am updating and applying. There is only so much sleeping I can pretend to do.

Am hoping I will be up to bringing the progeny to tomorrow’s parkday…but it’s not looking good.

I don’t think he’ll mind as much as I, however, as he has a shiny new Papa-built see-saw…

And he hates it. Can’t you tell? Ha.

It has morphed from see-saw to balance beam to scale to ramp to roof to chair…a most versatile and engaging piece of equipment.

As requested, I had planned on sharing my GF pizza crust recipe in this post, but it’s going to have to wait…I am reaching my threshold with looking at this screen for a bit, but I do plan on posting it. Perhaps I might really sleep right now if I let myself.

I’ll leave you with the latest incarnation of the fiber I dyed with acorns this past fall and with oak galls more recently…

Squirrel Party

Acorn-dyed organic merino top, merino locks, and oak-gall dyed tussah silk noil and suri alpaca, rainbow sari silk and naturally white suri.