Tumblehome
Voices mix with the ice in the whiskey and the night pulls up around us.
Worn boots rest on weathered decks.
Half-mast eyes look on.
Glass rims are raised to meet knowing smiles.
Time pushes back against the tide coming in and for a moment it is within this still alcove of water that all else in the world pauses too.
It is a storied wonder that this is perceived as a type of heaven.
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this was my first overnight on Luna.
a little over a year ago now.
it's crazy to think that she's been with us for a year and a half.
it seems like just yesterday that we drove across the country to get her.
such a wonderful addition to our ever changing boat family.
adventures can be had anywhere. but the ones on the water always end up being my favorite.
A crisp overnight sail.
Listening to The Replacements, drinking beer-then-whiskey, "I don't think Morrissey cares about French girls", knitting in the cockpit, stuffing over-layered limbs into sleeping bags and underneath piled high blankets and watching the night progress and move behind and around a lone lit lantern with a kind of enrapture and attentiveness that can only come from being in the warm belly of a boat on a winters night out on the open water.
these are film photos, but you can also see some digital ones from the same trip here.
the sailing season is drawing to a close here on the east coast.
the last spread-eagle-fingers of warmth are disappearing and trading places with their counterparts of cold winded gusts.
always a bittersweet time.
though a chance to look back on all the adventures had and sails enjoyed during the year, as well as a chance to look forward at all of the projects (nautically related or otherwise) that the upcoming months will bring.
i'm hoping the upcoming months will, in particular, allow me some extra time to post more on and about tumblehome.
the idea and concept for this venture with my father, the sailor, has been more of a work in progress and larger concept in need of further development than i originally realized...
but i'm still excited about what it can become.
just wanted to give you all an update on it as so many of you have expressed interest and excitement for the ideas i've already, however limitedly, shared.
keep expressing that. i need the encouragement.
i think one of the bigger things i'm trying to figure out in regards to it is whether or not it needs it's own website or if I can get away with continuing to link it up with A Girl Named Leney and posting here on the blog.... hmm.
what do you think?
the idea is so much a part of me, as is A Girl Named Leney as a whole, and so I'm tempted to mesh them together but the more i've been contemplating it, the more i think it begs to have it's own space for proper execution.
i'll have to keep thinking on that.
if you want to keep up with the latest on Tumblehome you can follow us on instagram and facebook.
we have a Tumblr too... though i've been pretty inconsistent with posting on that lately....
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Shot in Agfa Vista 200 35mm film
The first of many adventures under the Tumblehome name.
This road trip up to Maine with Una and my Father, The Sailor, and our puppy named Huck, was one of the highlights of my Summer.
Camping on islands, early morning foggy sails, food cooked over a fire, drinks and stories shared with new friends, refreshing (ie: frigid) afternoon swims, shell-rock-driftwood collecting and quality time with one of my favorite people in the world all captured a mood and feeling of simplicity, intention, and that not-so-elusive-after-all slow living mindset I am always chasing after.
See more photos from our trip by following us over on our Instagram.
It all started when I saw the boat hook that my father, The Sailor, had made for Una.
"Hey this looks like a giant crochet hook..."
Wheels started turning and shortly after he made me a set of beautifully handcrafted crochet hooks for my Birthday. After some more wheels turned, and upon request, he made a much larger one.
So of course, naturally, it's the first product brought to you by Tumblehome.
Each hook is artfully crafted from red oak and poplar, coated with shellac and waxed for an extra smooth finish.
As a final touch, each hook has a sailboat, the Tumblehome logo, burned into the end.
It's light in weight and a great hook for beginner crocheters!
They're each one-of-a-kind and measure 4" around (about 1 ¼" in diameter) and 12" long, which is larger than any hook sold in a craft store (yep, even larger than size Q), so you have so many unique creating possibilities with these beauties that no one else has.
If you'd like to be the owner of one of the few Daughter of A Sailor Crochet Hooks we have, head to the shop!
Happy to have such gorgeous photos that do these beautiful works of art justice.
Thanks to my life photographer Meagan for taking them.
xo
