So, here I am, Lucie, at 9:00 a.m. after breakfast, at the kitchen table.
I'm checking out my emails, reading my favorites blogs and the last pages of the european street team thread. I'm near the stove, a tea mug at hand and my cat in my lap (it's very important for her psychological wellbeing to start the day being cuddled).
Then I prepare the orders that are to be sent today : today I'm packing a vintage soap box purchased from my vintage shop (LucieTalesVintage.etsy.com) by Stephanie aka Petitplat :)
Now it's time to finish my last hand knitted cowl, I want to wear it now!
Today I won't be alone for my daily walk to the post office and then on the shore... On my right you can see Lily, my faithful model, she won't come today with me, she has some little difficulty walking....and on my left, here is the man of my life, who is always willing to go walking.
We're going out through the garden, looking a little sad in winter... and there's not much to do there at this period of year, except feeding the birds.
Let's walk! We're going straight to the sea, or more precisely the estuary...this is just down the street!
This is the promenade on the sea front, and the big man fighting the eagle is the american memorial. Our town was a busy scene during the WWII.
We could walk on the promenade but I always prefer strolling down the beach, exploring and looking at what the last tide brought up.
Now the tide is low...sometimes we can observe some migrating birds having their breakfast there.
It's lunchtime now: an homemade veggie soup and a beef steak, vitamins, fiber and proteins!
After lunch, I go straight to my studio.....Well, there is a sofa in my atelier, how practical! With a full contented stomach, I'm a little dozing...
Here is my photo studio in a corner of our library : behind the windows I have sometimes some beautiful light to take pictures of my jewelry. Here I'm trying to photograph my last urchin brooch pined on a scarf to list it in my etsy shop.
Back in my studio - where I also work sometimes - not in the sofa but at my beading table this time!
After bending over my table and hammering at my bench, I need some stretching now... Am I being watched?
After dinner, I enjoy reading a little by the stove. She loves being read aloud that one!































