Summer Mystery....The Green Bean Thief?

When I head out to the garden to pick veggies I am often accompanied by 1 dog (Jessie) and 2 cats (Dobby and Mudd). Dobby loves to prowl through the pumpkins vines and chase grasshoppers, Mudd likes to roll around in the dirt and then go take a nap on my bed, and Jessie likes to eat peas. She grasps them delicately from your hand and crunches them with sheer abandon...dog bliss if I ever saw it! But, at the current time there are no peas in my garden... only beans...

...lots of beans...

...and FINALLY corn and tomatoes... next week I probably won't be saying FINALLY I'll probably be praying for frost...

... and here are two of my helpers...Jessie and Dobby...Mudd is missing...hmm...

...I noticed my beans were being pilfered, robbed I say...but by whom...

...Dobby doesn't like veggies and in this picture he looks quite innocent... THIS is usually not the case...but for ONCE we can rule him out...

...Mudd was already napping....making a perfectly round circle of dirt on the bed...

...which left only Jessie...

...caught red handed crunching away with wild abandon!

The Organic Owner Of The Pea and Bean Stealing Dog, 

Darcie

Huckleberries and Sin

One of my favorite things about living in Idaho is huckleberry picking. Now, for those of you who have never experienced huckleberry picking the most important thing to remember is this....never (and I mean NEVER) disclose the exact location of your "honey hole"...ever... 

...Be vague, keep a straight face and lie through your teeth. It's kind of like a Christmas lie so you are absolved from all sin...sort of...I think...

...But, if you are discovered...keep your head low, no eye contact and above all else.... hide your hands.  Huckleberries stain your hands so if someone does come along and ask, "Hey, what are you doing?" You're pretty much busted. This is where the part about being vague comes in... act as if your "honey hole" is miles from your current location and quickly turn the tables by asking them what they're doing?!...

 ...they'll probably be vague...

The Organic Huckleberry "Little White Lie" Lady,

Darcie

P.S. All's fair in love and huckleberries...may your "honey hole" be plentiful!

Summer And The Slacking Blogger

It's summer and sitting inside blogging is not as high on my list as it probably should be....but with a garden, river trips, pies, berries to pick, swimming, canning, Farmer's Markets, Tumbled Trinkets Adventures and my girlfriend Cyndi dragging me along through her midlife crisis who really has the time!!! So, with that said ...a few summer pics...

...boys camping...

...the camping wake-up crew...

... garden birds...

...summer shoes...

...river girls...

..river boys...

...redneck fishing...

...river naps...

...learning to paddle...hard...

...glowing rivers...Enjoy!

The Organic Slacking Blogger,

Darcie

P. S. I just had an order for a loon Christmas ornament (seriously)...shop early and beat the rush!

College and Grizzlies

I've never been comfortable with the thought of living in Grizzly bear country. As a matter of fact, I've told Russell that I will not camp in grizzly bear country so he better not take a job anywhere near grizzly bear habitat because I ain't going...period. But, the other day Cheyenne and I attended the University of Montana freshmen orientation and there were Grizzlies everywhere ...on the campus, in the bookstore, in the dorms and I realized I needed to make an exception because I now have a "Griz" living in my house...

...she's less hairy, won't eat us in our sleep and wears really cute recycled glass earrings... 

...so once again I've had to eat my words...which, in all reality, is better than being eaten!

The organic "GRIZ" mom, 

Darcie

P.S. We spent the night in the dorms and I can assure you that dorm room beds are just as uncomfortable now as they were back then.

P.S.S. Send your college girls off with a great pair of upcycled glass earrings in their school colors...drop me a line at darcie@tumbledtrinkets.com and I'll custom make a pair.

Born In A Barn!

I often ask the inhabitants of my humble home, "Were you born in a barn?"...then I answer the question myself and tell them that I was present at their births and I distinctly recall that it WAS NOT A BARN!! My mother-in-law says she did not have her son in a barn either so how come my house often resembles one? This appears to be one of life's great mysteries which, brings me to my story. The other day I bought Ethan some window crayons just for fun...

...this was the result...

... seriously...

...I get no respect...

 ...but he did send some Tumbled Trinkets love...

The Organic "Born In A Barn Girl",

Darcie

P.S. You may have noticed that my car windows are really dirty...and I have noticed that I really don't care!

The Spatacular Weekend

My girlfriend and I decided we needed a trip to Meadow Creek Spa in Stanley, ID. Yes,  I know, needed is a rather subjective term but we really didn't care...we ran screaming into the night (actually it was 10:00 am but who's checking)...

...We optimistically wore sandals and capri's but it was so chilly that we had to put on winter coats......so we poked around town with our freezing feet...

...this was us before...

...this is me after... in dorky blissfulness...

...this is the view from the spa...

...it was a grand weekend...

...and River 1 bought Tumbled Trinkets to put in their store...I love business trips!

The Back To Reality Organic Girl, 

Darcie

The Farmer's Market

Salmon, ID has a charming little Farmer's Market and like a lunatic I decided to do it the weekend after the Farm Chicks Show...I hear rest is WAY over rated but just to test that theory I'm headed to the Spa with my girlfriend next weekend!!

...most guys don't stay very long in our booth unless they have some serious fence mending to do and I don't mean actually mending a real fence...

...in the corner of this picture Cheyenne has her "Help Me Go To College Jar," with her delicious chocolate covered rhubarb...

...it has to be white chocolate and you have to eat the whole piece at once. It sounds weird but we are weird and I dare you to try it ...just tell everyone Tumbled Trinkets dared you to take a walk on the culinary wild side ...

...speaking of culinary delights, Miss Emily was delivering delicious food to Market Goer's throughout the day...

... glass wind-chimes and upcycled window wild flowers from our booth...

...paper gift bags made from an old atlas...

...rag ribbon made from sheets...

...a friendly reminder to repurpose...

 ...and RELAX...we're off to the Spa!!

The Organic "I Can't Wait To Go To The Spa" Girl,

Darcie

P.S. Not all items shown are on my website so drop me a  line if something tickles your fancy.

P.S.S. This pic was taken last Fall but we feel we need to go to the Spa to get a new one!