See my gnome business www.gnomesforyourhomes.co.uk
At Gnomes For Your Homes, I sell hand felted gnomes (or tomten) that would be perfect to sit on your shelf all year round. Each gnome has been hand felted, inside and out, starting with a wool base. I add white or hand dyed Wensleydale locks for his beard before adding a flesh-coloured Merino nose and cheeks. More locks are added to make bushy, wild hair. The pièce de résistance is the tall hat that I felt using hand carded and blended mixed fibres (such as super soft merino, tussah silk, baby llama, Ramie, Bamboo, Banana, Linen, FireStar and Angelina (sparkly) fibres. At the end, He gets feet and a wood disk so he can stand. Voila, all done. Each gnome is inspired by colours and textures that I come across in my life. They are all very special.Jessika in Nevada
I know that many of you enjoyed my web page back in the day, but I decided I needed an easier format to let you all know what I was doing. This space is to let you know what I am doing (and finding) while roaming around Nevada on my days in and out of the field. I will be updating the site periodically, adding photos and weird stuff to keep you all entertained. I may even do some podcasts, we shall see. I hope you enjoy the new site.
Thursday, August 20, 2020
Wednesday, September 17, 2008
Jessika Lives Here
Tuesday, September 9, 2008
The end
Darby's wedding was a sucess...it was really fun and moving. We girls looked ultra cute in our dresses and the sun decided to shine. I didn't really get any pictures...I was too busy enjoying myself.
I had a blast at my Uncle Ron's house celebrating Kelly's 50 birthday during the Labour Day weekend. The whole family turned out for the event.
Now I am back in England happy to be with Richard and Miki. I even got a new job working part-time as a barista at Costa Coffee in Leeds...I think it will actually be fun. I get to work with my friend Johnny which will make it even better.
So, I will most likely be taking a hiatus from blogging, but am considering starting up a new one in the near future...you will all get emails.
Signing off for now...
Jessika
Friday, August 15, 2008
Ramblin down to Phoenix
I was so excited, I pulled over onto some BLM roads and had to take pictures.
Here are some choice photos from the trip.
Notice the dark clouds...this is the biggest rain storm I have ever had the pleasure to drive in. I had to pull over, along with an Oregonian driver. That is how bad it was.
Desert Therapy
When I started this trip, I thought I would be doing more camping. Unfortunately, that didn’t happen. I got wrapped up in the convenience of hotels. While I am writing this, I am camping, and though camping alone can be lonely, it definitely lets you think (and want to kill the little kids that can’t stop yelling in the RV next to me).
I chose well for this short stay. Lone Pine, the Alabama Hills where many cowboy TV shows were shot. Where people like Carry Grant and Gene Autry did their thing. This is also an area I surveyed with the fire fighters when I was working for the Forest Service. It is beautiful and hot during the day. The area is seated just below
I have found that anywhere in the
This year the desert is green. Even now in August, the sagebrush and rabbit brush still look alive and vibrant instead of brown and dreary. In times past, by August, I was ready to high-tail it out of the desert and back to the trees. I am sad to leave it’s beautiful ranges and endless valleys. I love everything the desert has to offer and have appreciated it fully.
I love it here. It has made me happy. It has made me feel alive.
I love being an archaeologist. It is an extremely exciting and exhausting occupation. This summer has made me angry, excited, sad and proud. I met unique and awesome people who got to know me better than most of my friends at home. Out here you get to know your co-workers better than anyone could at an office job. I will deeply miss these people and hope to be able to see them again.
This summer is something I have needed since my grandmother died in 2006. A chance to remember who I am and that life goes on. I am independent and fun, spontaneous and stubborn, understanding and blunt. I have the ability to be free.
All of these things are important for an archaeologist. The job can be infuriatingly frustrating because you don’t know when or where the next job will be. When you get the phone call you are whisked away to a secret, beautiful location (ok, I am playing it up a little bit…you are whisked away to some God forbidden, middle of no where valley in the middle of the desert…you say ‘tomato and I say tawmawtoe’) that allows you complete internalization of your thoughts and feelings (go a head, let it go, the person 30 meters away will never know) the best psychologist in the world. This can be imprisoning or enlightening and some days downright annoying if you have the wrong little ditty that loops over and over in your head for 10 hours.
But the conversations with your crew-mates are the best part and the final touch on this ‘desert therapy.’ Thrown together in a car with no radio reception allows a plethora of conversation and you get to know these people maybe more than they would have meant.
I wish I had camped more.
Tuesday, August 12, 2008
What exactly is it I do?
I have another example of the surveying, but the movie turned out making me a little nauseasous, so I am not going to put it up yet.
Thursday, August 7, 2008
Radiation and Sunburns
Anyway...
We are going to start surveying in Railroad Valley, one of the areas that was effected by the A-bomb testing at the Nevada Test Site but is now highly investigated for resources and wildlife. I am actually excited about it because I have read a lot about it. Incredibly deserty.
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