This morning is one for the record books– otherwise known as my gratitude journal. Seriously, gorgeous morning, full-on sun, bird song, still some color in the trees, a few wayward roses holding fast to their blooms, an early walk through the hood with the pups and I got my ass to 7am yoga. boo to… [Read More]
dogs
sort of like walking through fields of gold
For months, day after day, it has been nothing but blue skies and sunshine. Just crazypants glory. For MONTHS. Each day, I would wake up almost stunned, really? Again– is this even possible? Can I handle such happiness? Or do I tense up against the easy beauty trying to be ready for it to change?By… [Read More]
season of bittersweet
Monday, we went to the beach and found that bowers of bittersweet had begun to pop. Despite my deep love of the color orange, I am not a huge fan of bittersweet. It’s fragile, tends to spill everywhere and, in this part of the world, ushers in the end of Autumn. Although, as I look… [Read More]
move along, nothing to see here
I could write something sweet right now. How the soft heat of the radiator is the perfect antidote to the raw, gray cold outside. How working from home is rather dreamy when you don’t have to put on a coat, hat and boots to head to the office. Or, how positively healing cooking feels on… [Read More]
and we’re off
DAISY: Dude, you have got to work on your photogenics. OLLIE: But that was my Magnum look. DAISY; How about just a smile? OLLIE: I don’t feel like smiling. You didn’t appreciate my Magnum. DAISY: Honestly? I thought you were giving us Blue Steel. OLLIE: Well. I guess that makes me feel a little better…. [Read More]