Long story short I purchased the pants immediately after the appointment. We'll skip the part where they ran out of inventory and I had to track them down at a store. Victory was mine and that's all that matters.
Fly Away Pants
Long story short I purchased the pants immediately after the appointment. We'll skip the part where they ran out of inventory and I had to track them down at a store. Victory was mine and that's all that matters.
Wayuu Mochila Bag Giveaway
I went home that day with the bag locked in my mind. After doing some digging I learned the Mochila is a traditional, hand-woven bag that originates in Colombia. One of my favorite things about these bags is that they are made by indigenous people groups that each have their own style. The bag up for grabs was crafted by the Wayuu - a tribe native to the peninsula of La Guajira, Colombia.
Beach Stop
Speaking of sad it's Monday. The past two days have officially been declared "Weekend of the Spontaneous Purchase" as a Saturday toothpaste run somehow resulted in 3 pairs of shoes - each the last or only pair in size 36 meaning it was a sign right?, a tunic that I'm pretty sure Carey is going to tell me is a caftan (I think I've crossed over to the dark side aka caftan-lover-in-training), $15 worth of dark chocolate at See's Candies, and a random pitstop at the beach. To be fair I left the chocolate with the Chef at his restaurant and actually zeroed in on the tunic Friday night at, oh, 8:59pm after randomly spotting -and then immediately purchasing- the very last blush linen blazer at H&M after stalking location after location for three weeks. Should have seen the signs coming...
be a mad show stopper. Got stopped at least 5x that day. Who knew?
Had to slip this picture in, too...how cool is that surfer running out of the water?
I've Got a Fever
Onward and upward to the weekend dear readers. This has been the week from Friday the 13th and I, for one, am relieved to see it end. On the agenda for this weekend is the local flea market. Count back to a year ago and there is no way you would have heard me waxing on for a flea market find. Every time I went all I could see was bobblehead Garfields and more dirty old cups than I'd care to count. Then about 6 months ago I started meandering through without an agenda to see what I could see. Low and behold it all began to make sense. I began to actually see the goods that were there. Somewhere out there my mother weeps with glory. Her daughter has caught the frugal find bug. But even more than that I began to see the value in the vintage treasure. Just last month I choked up over missing out on a pair of vintage leather disco boots circa 1975. Verklempt doesn't even begin to cover it.
I did however stroll out with a seriously old leather concho bracelet from an authentic dealer, a crazy maxi skirt to carry on the craze and an off.the.hook. detailed leather belt that the Chef swears came off the pants of some tiny man in Mexico. I'll take the man's belt and give him $9. Yes - $9. I later saw a similar belt in a very "cool" hipster hangout for...wait for it...$140.
leather/concho bracelet came straight off a Native American reserve in New Mexico.
Here's to a slow moving, relaxing weekend. I think we could all use one of those.
May Showers of Tropical Beauty c/o Free People
Cut to afternoon and I'm on the phone with a client who has called me from his car. It's 7:30pm in the east and he is just heading home. His words: "You don't sound so good" Me: "Monday" Him: "Is it a full moon today? I swear Carrie if you have a job offer for me I'm taking it right now." Me: "You know Friday is the 13th. Maybe we're getting a dose of it all week." Him: (dead air)......then (hooooooooooooooooonk) Me: "Are you okay?!?" Him: "Let's get the hell off here!! Some crazy woman just tried to hit me with her car!!"
I kid you not. Luckily the May Free People catalogue arrived in the mail today. Sadly it appears as though I'll need a second job if I want to acquire all of the insanely beautiful pieces. How is it that one moment you can feel totally deflated and the next be transported to a place of serenity and peace? Three words: Free People Catalogue.
The Night the Lights Went Out
birdgirlc Carrie Red alert: couple grinding next to table #holycrap #cincodemayo isn't this a restaurant??
Cinco De Mayo...Guacamole!
In other grand news today is, indeed, Cinco de Mayo. If you follow me on twitter you know I wax on endlessly about Don Julio tequila and the glorious margaritas it produces. It would have been lovely to pull some simple syrup together and mix up a margarita for the blog, but the Chef is hard at work prepping for opening over at the restaurant and I should not be left alone with Don Julio. I kid, I kid! In all honesty there have been several instances where I almost posted my guacamole recipe, but then ate the subject before it could be photographed. Oops! Guacamole is one of my favorite things to eat, and I refuse to only enjoy it when out to eat or purchase the mush in the store. Life's too short and it's too good. For all you guacamole lovers I swear by this recipe. Hope you enjoy.
Homemade Guacamole
Ingredients
1 jalapeno pepper - seeded and minced
1 teaspoon sea salt
1 tablespoon finely chopped cilantro
3 tablespoons chopped tomato
2 tablespoons onions minced
1 large avocado, ripe
1/2 lime
Begin by mincing the jalapeno. I start by chopping it, getting rid of the seeds and then mincing it. Once complete finely chop the cilantro and then mix jalapeno and cilantro together, sprinkle with salt to get the natural juice out and mash into a paste. I either do this right on the cutting board or using a mortar and pestle.
From here take the avocado, cut it in half and remove the pit. Because I do not over mix my guacamole I cut the avocado into cubes from the inside and then scoop them out with a spoon. Much easier than peeling, cutting and transferring - and lessens the mush factor.
The Spring Feeding Outlook is Rosy
This spring, for the first time ever, a male rose-breasted grosbeak has been visiting the sunflower seed feeder outside the kitchen window. We get them annually on the feeders outside the studio windows, which are farther from the house. And their tennis-shoe-on-the-gym-floor eeek! is a common sound on spring mornings here at Indigo Hill. But this dude was so close that I was able to take this image with my Canon G12 standing at the kitchen window.
I wish we were lucky enough to have the rosies around all summer, but they are merely passing through en route to more northerly woodland. At least while they're here we know they will be well fed and watered.
$100 Shopbop Giveaway: Strike While It's Hot
Now if you've perused Shopbop you know good and well that it is of approximately no use to try and remain in one section. Oh no. They're sneaky those Shopboppers! They suggest things for you to look at - you know "other things" they think you might like. Um, you mean like all of it Shopbop? So of course that lead to me in a full-on shopping frenzy up in Women's Shorts. I have a weakness for shorts. And for maxi skirts, but that's another story. Let's stick with part one and reveal some of the goods.
Wind Power and Birds
Recently I was birding in Oklahoma and I was astounded at the number of wind farms—clusters of giant wind turbines—that I saw as I drove around the northwestern part of the Sooner State. This should not have surprised me. After all, Oooooooooklahoma is the state where "the wind comes sweepin' down the plain!" And as the photo above shows, wind-generated power has been around a long time.
No bird watcher would argue against the notion that our country—and the world at large—needs to begin harnessing other, greener forms of energy. In many ways wind power is as green as it gets. The wind blows, giant turbines are rotated at high speeds, and energy is generated by this motion. However the problems with wind energy center on these same giant turbines. Among the turbine-related issues are:
1. Though they look as though they are spinning languidly, the giant blades—especially the tips of the blades—are actually moving at several hundred miles per hour. Anything trying to move past these blades, but within their reach, is going to be hit by them. For a flying bird or a bat, this means instant death. We know that there is mortality at most wind turbine sites. And we know that some are far worse than others based upon their location relative to patterns of bird movement and migration.
2. And speaking of location, lesser prairie chickens and other grassland species of lekking gallinaceous birds (such as both greater and Gunnison sage-grouse) will leave areas when wind turbines are erected. In some cases this moves birds off lekking grounds where they (and their ancestors) have been doing courtship displays for decades if not a century or more. To a prairie chicken a wind turbine (or a cell tower or a string of high-tension power line towers) looks too much like a predator perch, so they leave the immediate area permanently. The same avoiding predators dispersal behavior would happen if we put a bunch of trees out on the prairie.
3. Them things is ugly! Opponents of offshore wind farms shout most loudly about how clusters of turbines disrupt their natural vistas. And I have to say that when I've been out in the great wide open spaces of the Great Plains, scanning with my binoculars for longspurs or pipits and a cluster of wind turbines has come into my view, my reaction is negative, not positive. They are an eyesore we're not yet used to seeing.
At their most virulent, the arguments for and against wind power sound like the daily animosity we hear on the political talk shows. Proponents of wind power—and especially the wind industry—are trying to wear the Green Energy badge with pride while largely ignoring the legitimate concerns about incidental deaths of birds and bats. Not ALL wind turbines are bad. But the ones that are bad can be REALLY bad. Still, we want to reduce the consumption of fossil fuels, right?
On the other hand, anti-wind-power people sometimes seem to want to ban all forms of turbine-generated energy. Both sides cite statistics to back their claims (environmentalist/birders say towers kill millions of birds. The wind-energy industry counters that far more birds are killed by collisions with cars or window glass or by feral cats. Perhaps this is true, but why add another bird-killing element to our continent? In many states there is basically no regulation on the siting of wind farms, which means towers go up and start spinning before we know the impact on birds and wildlife.
So whom are we to believe?
What we really need is a wind turbine design that is efficient in generating energy but that is also safer for birds and bats. Furthermore we need some cooperative action among environmentalists, policy makers, and the wind industry to ensure that the impacts on birds and wildlife are considered when wind farms are being sited. Right now, it's all about location, location, location.
Until that day, all we can hope for is that the information gathering and the conversation continues. Perhaps we can find a happy medium.
We need wind-generated power. But we need it to be done right.
Here are some interesting links to sites covering this controversial topic.
The American Bird Conservancy's Wind Power Policy
http://www.abcbirds.org/abcprograms/policy/collisions/wind_farms.html
Misconceptions About Bird Mortality and Wind Power:
http://www.treehugger.com/files/2006/04/common_misconce.php
How Turbine Design Can Reduce Bird Impacts
http://science.howstuffworks.com/environmental/green-science/wind-turbine-kill-birds.htm
The USFWS Proposes Voluntary Guidelines to Avoid Bird Deaths
http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2011/02/10/wind-energy-voluntary-gui_n_820708.html
KQED-TV Feature on the Altamont Pass, California Wind Farms
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RtgBWNKwBkE
Black Swamp Bird Observatory's Wind Energy Issues Page
http://www.bsbobird.org/wind_energy.htm
Blog Post by Ted Eubanks on the Wind Energy Rush
http://www.birdspert.com/?p=1630
The American Wind Energy Association
http://www.awea.org/
Laura Erickson's Blog Post About Testifying in Court Regarding Wind Power
http://lauraerickson.blogspot.com/2011/04/from-court-transcripts.html
ID Quiz Winner: Birds on a Wire
[Oggie, please see my contact info in the captions on the original post so we know where to send your fabulous prize.]
By the way, we got some great haikus with this contest. You can read them in the comments section of the original post.
In Full Bloom
I think it's safe to say at this point that the neighbors think I'm whacked due to round the clock laughing and crying. That could work in my favor regarding keeping them off my deck, so pardon me while I go let out a cat call to keep the stigma alive.
Okay I'm back.
Anyway I awoke Saturday morning determined to get more unpacked and organized. This of course meant I abandoned ship and headed straight for Free People. Procrastinator C at the helm. What was supposed to be a return resulted in the most spontaneous yet delightful purchase I've made in some time: hot pink slinky ruffled dress. I wore that mother to church yesterday morning, then straight out to brunch afterward getting stopped along the way all day. Brace.
Happy Monday everyone!
Caption Contest #18 Winner!
It's time to announce the winner of the Bill of the Birds Caption Contest #18. You can see the original post for Contest #18 here.
Congratulations to Robert Mortensen from the Birding is Fun blog for his winning caption which is:
On the eve of their nuptials, Prince William and Kate Middleton kissed and they both turned into toads. A very public couple, regrettably with no modicum of privacy, British paparazzi photographed them consummating the marriage.
He also chimed in with this one:
The minister said not to do this before marriage or we'd get warts. I guess he was right!
Robert wins a $20 gift certificate from the BWD Nature Store.
Some other great chuckles were generated by these contributors:
Face said...
Ribbit to me one more time, once is never enough for a frog like you...
tommyart said...
I knew we should of done this back at my pad.
CNemes said...
Not tonight, dear, I've got a frog in my throat.
pambirds said...
“It’s okay Trudy, no one will see us – they’re all looking up for the warblers.”
Thanks to everyone for playing!
Loggerhead Shrike
Boat-tailed Grackle
Mourning Dove
Eurasian Collared-Dove
My Haiku:
Dove flies to the west
Dove circles the world in time
Dove that ate the south