Poppies and Ponies

We have a sweet little Welsh Appaloosa mix whose name is Poppy. She was Rosie's English horse but really my big dog. No one rides her much these days since she has hoof issues which make her sore from time to time. She reminds me of Merry Legs from Black Beauty. She even opens gates and lets everybody out. I love her rounded Welsh head , long eyelashes and plucky spirit.

Feel like posting, but didn't know what...so here's a alittle tribute to Miss Poppy and the sale of some of my horsey knobs lastnight

xo milady

9 years ago

9 years ago i had a baby. a teeny tiny little baby who we named Roscoe after his great great great great. (add about a jillion of these)....grandfather from 13th century France, Roscoe de la Feld.

Roscoe of the Field.

We thought Rosabel was him. We waited and expected him . he travelled far and wide through the ages to get to us, only problem was, he was 4 months EARLY! He just didn't know he was soooo so teeny tiny.
we called him the "early bird special" when i finally woke up i got to meet him...it must've been the middle of the night, it was all dark except for a peaceful blue light and there under a shiny halo was my little perfect man....i put my hand on him and prayed.
i kept praying, refused to doubt, surrendered even when they cut him open and fixed his teeny tiny heart

and as each miracle revealed itself we kept on ...one tender hopeful unknowing step at a time

til he came home on his due date a fat little newborn who is now a brilliant, athletic, handsome, sensitive, wise, perfect son of mine.

Happy Birthday Roscoe of the Field!

xo milady

Blossoms

My girls, Rosabel and Blossom enjoying a snuggle on ....ahem ...the couch. This lamb- im telling you...exudes peace and love. She just does. I hope it lasts into her sheepness.

And then there's the blooms...the fresh bubbles of pink and cream...you have no idea how dear this is at this altitude.

The hummingbirds have arrived and have been buzzing around this pregnant lilac tree.

Gustav Klimt - just plain ol' pretty.

The view from my studio. Seriously.

More blooms to ogle at. I have never seen these. I absolutely love them.

Enjoy the Spring wherever you are!

xo milady

Funny Pictures

marc jacobs post-it drawings

Found a new (to me) illustrator whose simple diagrams of random thoughts really inspire me to doodle. There's something fresh and relieving about his drawings. I love the curt, precise, get - to - the - point - if there is one. If i spent half the time doing my own work instead of ogling others ...oh the places i'd go!

xo milady

Blossom 10 days old 008

Blossom 10 days old 008, originally uploaded by milady productions.

someone is really really comfortable indoors. oops. i feel a story bubbling up in my head. hmmmmm the unconventional lives of Pearl and Blossom. off to the sketchbook!

xo milady

sidetrack attractions

joseph cornell

max ernst

joseph cornell "I'm interested in spaces that exist within in our world, that are small worlds in themselves. They exist in the small corners of our houses, inside draws, books and matchboxes. They are under rocks, crocks of trees, in the envelope when your letter arrives or it could be the star pattern the seed made when you cut an apple in half. It is something that is hidden and fills you with wonder. It's another world within our world, and they can exist simultaneously. One can be an escape from the other. They are tiny, peaceful places, just like finding a quiet corner in an otherwise busy mind." written by a mysterious illustrator names Sally who I randomly found here while admiring the breathtaking work of Joseph Cornell while i was supposed to be looking for some good pics of Calder's Circus to print out for the art show tonight. Did i mention i have art triggered ADD? Ha!

xo milady

Feed Store

Drove quite a ways with miss Blossom in a laundry basket to get some special feeding advice from old men with suspenders that look like yellow yardsticks. We rode with the windows down and enjoyed the new air. I "heart" farm town America.

xo milady

Its here! Its here!

Spring is here my friends....and i am happy.

xo milady

Blossom & Dot

Sheep milady in my etsy store

hello, i'm cute

are you my mother?

Rosie and Blossom

sweet little miss Dot

Meet my new love, BLOSSOM.

I recently had a birthday, April 16th to be exact. I felt old . It was a miserable snowy day and nothing about it felt unusually special. A friend left a message about some bum lambs that needed mothering. I had a naughty warm feeling in my heart...and said YES without even telling my husband. Next thing I knew, I was at a lambing shed looking at 1000's of sheep and as many newborn babies. Mr. Field, being a hardened sheep farmer, still had a softness in his way which made the sad bits a little easier. Life and Death. The lessons of farmlife. At the far end of the barn was a little lean -to with warm orange lights and dozens of little wooly newborns and a super nice lady with a baby bottle. Knowing I was coming, she picked a hopeful one out for me....may I introduce....BLOSSOM.

I will be documenting Blossom's progress with a Flickr because, well, i'm slighty obssessed with her. I actually took 2, Dot a teeny little twin who never really had a chance to nurse in the wee frigid hours after birth, stole my heart with her floppy bunny ears and single black dot on her side. I slept with her by my side all wrapped in towels. I held her all day in my lap - a riduculous late spring snowstorm had us housebound. Rosie and I watched the Boy in the Blue Pajamas...a quiet deeply sad movie about the holocaust, while Dot lamely swallowed drops of sheep formula from a syringe. I put her down for a short bit when she peacefully slipped away.

Of course, we all wept.

On a happy note, Miss Blossom is well, blossoming! She is smarter than a puppy and I am totally in love.
The nice farmer said, "you just don't know...some just don't have the will to live"

Blessings Miss Dot.

xo milady

Easter cont...

I can't stop with the Easter images. its all so delicious to my eyes and thoughts. It was a miserable snowy wet day but we made the best of it.
Still, its my favorite. :)

xo milady