Happy Halloween

 Here we are, ready for trick-or-treating!

We have a mean looking pirate, a princess, two witches and a great blue heron.

 I think Aunt Jan was the star of the show!

 When we hit the mall, she got more looks than anyone.  See that guy over on the right side of the photo?

 Irene was not shy about getting the treats.

 The kids scored quite well in the candy department.

 We big kids had fun watching all of the other little costumed kids too.

We had dinner at the food court at the mall, then worked our way back to the parking garage, picking up more treats along the way.


Back in our neighborhood, we drove to a couple of friends houses before returning home.  I got the jack-o-lantern lit and then made the kids come to my front door.

And then Jill and the kids were on their way home, maybe to light their pumpkins and greet a few trick-or-treaters at their door.


We had a great time.  Hope you did too.

Shopping in New Mexico

When we travel, we seek opportunities to experience the history, geology and culture of an area.  

In New Mexico, geology is obvious.  The land forms are mostly naked, devoid of vegetation that hides features like it does here in the northwest.

The history and culture of New Mexico are tied to the  Ancestral Publoans, the Pueblo Indians that followed them, and the Mexican Spanish that overtook them. 


The Pueblo Indians always made pottery, but in the twentieth century they developed pottery into a highly prized art form.  Tom and I were very interested in learning all we could about southwestern pottery.


We started in Albuquerque on our first day by visiting a well respected pottery gallery in Old Town, and by buying this book.

Tom was especially interested in Hopi pottery, probably because of this pot.  His aunt bought in as a tourist piece on a trip to the southwest in about 1937.  It has been around in the family for a long time, and before he claimed it, it was just knocking around in our old cabin at Whidbey.

It's marked in pencil at $1.50.  We think today we would have to add at least two zeros.

Because the tourist season was over, many shops were having sales of from 30 to 70 %.  We found this sweet little Hopi pot in Albuquerque.

And I bought this pretty little Acoma pot.

We found this fun pottery road runner ornament at the Christmas Shop in Old Town.

At the Indian Pueblo Cultural Center in Albuquerque we bought this Jemez angel.

Storyteller figures have become very popular since first made in the 1960's by a Cochiti woman.  I bought this one from a Jemez man vending his wife's wares in front of the Palace of the Governors in Old Santa Fe.

On our pueblo tour north of Santa Fe we visited Pueblo de San Ildefonso and Santa Clara.  These two pueblos are related and share the legacy of the black on black pottery made famous by Maria Martinez.  We learned how this pottery was made and talked to several potters.


At Santa Clare we met Corn Moquino, who has been making pottery for over thirty years.  Turns out he is actually of Zia and Hopi descent.  As a Zia he has the right to use the Zia bird figure, which represents the road runner.  From him we bought this cute little pot with the Zia bird in Santa Clara black on black.

We met the most potter/vendors at Taos Pueblo.  This has the look of Acoma.

This is the type of pottery traditionally made at Taos, using clay mixed with mica to give it a sparkle.

One of the Taos women had this pot made by a Zia friend.  Zia is hard to find.  We especially liked the Zia bird and corn motif.  The painting is all done by hand, using clay slips from earth and rocks.  The pottery is hand formed using coil method or pinch pot for the smallest ones.

I'm not sure the Taos woman I bought this from made this, but she did do the etching of the hummingbird, and she could tell me all about how horse hair is used in the firing to achieve the black markings.

On the High Road to Taos, we visited Chimayo, a Spanish settlement dating back to the 1680's.  This area is famous for weaving.  I bought this table mat as a sample of the work done by the Ortega family, weavers for over eight generations.

And then there was the jewelry.  


On the Turquoise Trail we stopped at the trading post in Cerellos, an old turquoise mining town.  While the mines were long ago shut down, the trading post proprietor had discovered a new source.  This is his turquoise, mounted by his son in a silver Zia sun, which is the sate symbol.

In the plaza outside of the Loretto Chapel in Santa Fe, a vendor offered to make a necklace for $30, and you pick the stone.  I picked this pretty one.

There were three symbols I was most interested in, the Zia sun, the life spiral, and the water serpent prevalent on the San Ildefonso pottery.


I found this inlaid turquoise and silver pendant mounted on shell at a shop in Madrid on the Turquoise Trail.  It was made by Ambrosio Chavez of the Santo Domingo Pueblo.

While this is not exactly the water serpent, it's a lot like it.  This is Hopi silver that I purchased at Bandolier National Monument.

And then there was stuff for the grand kids.  Irene is crazy about peacocks.  I found this puppet for her.  She loves it!

We're really into puppets, and I found this big raven for Isaac.

I looked all over for a good road runner, and finally found this one in Taos.  And there were several books to complete the package.

We don't usually buy this much when we travel.  I guess we just got a bit enchanted with the Land of Enchantment.  The kids love their gifts, I am having fun wearing the jewelry and telling the stories of how I came to buy it, and we love our little pottery collection.

Cider Fest 2011

 The sun shined on us again as my brother Hank hosted the annual family "Apple Squeeze".

The junior set had fun filling the buckets from the bin.

Mia lugged the buckets to the washing and cutting station.

Sister Laurie and niece-in-law Jody prepped the apples for squeezing.

 At the cider press, nephews Ben and Andy crushed the apples.

 Son Jake, and nephew-in-law Troy supervised the squeezing to press the juice out.

The remaining pulp was added to the compost.

 Various crews strained the cider into jugs. Here brother Hank and brother-in-law Arnie are working.

We brought my Aunt Evelyn and my cousin Dan with us from Seattle.  Mom and her sister had a good visit.

 Cousins reunited.

Sisters shared stories and gathered around our mother.

Father and daughter conferred on the sidelines.

 Arnie grilled the chicken and cooked the corn on the cob.

 Eating time.  I put my camera away and joined in.  I'll go back on my diet tomorrow :-)

And we all came home with fresh squeezed apple cider.

Family Fun

 Well, we got it all done.  The breakfast with friends, the laundry and grocery shopping, the mail sorting, the phone calls to arrange family plans for today and tomorrow.


Tom picked up the kids from early release Friday while I had my lunch, made phone calls and caught my breath.  When they arrived, we sat for a while and had snacks and visited.  They played with the new puppets we bought them on our trip while I made cream cheese frosting for the pumpkin cake I baked in the morning.  The cake is for tomorrow, when we go to Chehalis for the family cider making party. 


The when I got the cake frosted, the kids joined me to lick the bowls and spoons, and use the left over frosting to 'decorate' graham crackers.

Later we read books together and played games until Jill arrived.  I made homemade macaroni and cheese for dinner.  Then we set up to carve pumpkins.


Irene designed hers and supervised while I got the 'guts' out.  

 Isaac planned his with Jill consulting. Isaac was making a pirate pumpkin.

 Irene worked on her heart eyes.

 Jake arrived, having waited out the cross town traffic, warmed up his macaroni, and then got going on his masterpiece. 

 Jill turned her pumpkin over to me to do and consulted with Jake.  I made a cat face.

 Tom was kept busy with clean up duty.

Jake posted his final cannibal pumpkin eater on Facebook via his cell phone.  It's the only one I have a photo of.


By 9:00 everyone was gone and Tom and I finished cleaning up.  Now we're exhausted.  But it was all lots of fun.