I remember sitting on the porch of our yellow cottage while swaying on the black shaker swing.
The geraniums on the railings made me smile.
So did listening to 3 year old Rose laugh with her friends as they played on the lawn.
Neighbors waved as they walked past.
It was a lovely porch.
And it is a lovely memory.
I wish I could show you that porch in my memory.
But surely a photo wouldn't do it justice.
Now I have a stoop instead of a porch.
And on it we live our lives.
And take portraits.
And visit with neighbors.
And watch life happen.
(Halloween 2008. Trudy and Olivia as matching fairies.)
(Easter 2007. Do you know how hard it is to get a picture of our whole clan?)
It will suffice.
Yet I will dream of the day when I again have a porch large enough to hold a swing.
If you know me at all, you know:
I love traveling.
I love watching people.
I love shoes.
And these things all go together.
This is what I noticed in Spain:
the women all wear heels.
Usually wedge heels.
When they go to work, they are in heels.
When they go shopping, they are in heels.
When they go for a walk, they are in heels.
I saw women on the beach in heels.
Even women with canes wear heels.
Rose and I watched from a distance as this woman walked to mass.
In heels (well, practical ones).
Rose was more Spanish than I.
Often I had to sit.
Do you know how hard it is to wear heels on cobblestone?
Funny thing, as I was looking at the Spaniards' feet, they were also looking at mine.
Because eventually I gave up.
I really want to wear cute shoes every moment of my travels.
But sometimes I am weak.
I am one of the two lulus who created Tallulahs (www.tallulahsjewelry.com).
I grew up wanting to be a fashion designer, but I couldn't resist studying people and cultures. So, with a degree in Social Work and a love of design, I watch people and notice pretty things.
I recently took a survey which indicated that one of my signature strengths is "appreciation of beauty" (who knew that was a strength?).
So, somewhere, maybe here, my interest in people and cultures merges with my appreciation of beautiful things. Am I a social designer, or a design worker? Or just someone in between?