This Week at the Farmers Market

For all you locals we have some new designs that will be available at the St. Helena farmers market tomorrow. Here is just a little taste.......

The twilight tank. If you look closely you can see the stars made out of embroidered "french knots".The pocket skirt with vintage toadstool fabric. Also available in pants.

My personal favorite the Little Black Raincloud. (you know, like the Winnie the Pooh song)

And the Swan. Which wraps around and has a cute little swan bottom on the back.

See you all bright and early tomorrow!!!

Turn the Page

This Monday was a milestone for the Jones Love Federation, marking the first day that I did not provide either one of my kids with nutrition from my own body. It's been just about exactly six years since my first baby began growing inside me, and since then I've been either pregnant or nursing. Both at times.

Well, not anymore!

My second (and last) baby has been officially weaned which means from now on, I'll be keeping what I eat all to myself, for better or worse.

When I finally start eating again, that is. See, somehow or other I got roped into doing The Master Cleanse with my husband. We decided to start today, so I won't be ingesting anything but this lemon juice-maple syrup-cayenne pepper concoction for 10 days.

To be fair, I've been wanting to do this for a while now and never could because I was always feeding a babe. But I've witnessed my husband and lots of my friends go through this cleanse and have watched in envy as their energy and clarity seemed to skyrocket. Now that the hour is upon me, however, I can't imagine anything more nirvana-inducing than a grilled cheese sandwich.

Ah well, we'll see what happens. I plan to stick it out mostly because I so love the idea of starting this new chapter of mothering with a fresh perspective and a clean, um, slate.

Licorice Dress

New in the Shop : the Licorice Dress!

Whirlwind Weekend

I know it's Thursday and I'm four days late on reporting on our weekend, but it was like a confusing piece of art that you have to stand back and perhaps walk away from to fully appreciate.

We hosted ourselves a little family reunion. I only say little because the family reunions of my childhood involved at least 100 people I was directly related to and supposed to recognize. Here, we wound up with 32 both directly and not-so-directly related, but for our first venture in organizing such a gathering, that was plenty.

My husband's brother and his family flew out from Ohio, so we invited the rest. Just about every living member from his mom and dad's families came. So I invited mine just for good measure.Mazzy paraded with her cousins.

We got to meet our newest niece, beautiful little Abigail.Stella was on her very best behavior.

These two, not so much.We had tons of yummy food and good beer on tap, late nights by the campfire with three generations of family and all the jovial laughter this family is known for.

Then they all dispersed and we were left with more Costco snacks than we know what to do with (5 lbs. of Frosted Flakes? Sure!) and leftovers for days (steak and potato salad, again?!) and a few new stains on the carpet. All signs of good times, and well worth it.