Here are some people I love… relaxing in the “Dog House”: day 296 collapsing after school: waiting for a job: day 331 practicing: day 336 just waiting: day 316…
Found a new favorite pair of shoes. (Yes, more shoe pictures because I’m tired from weaving in ends and cleaning house. Plus, the hideous bruise from my first soccer…
Sounds like another bad tv pilot, huh? Actually it’s just a mash up of knitting project names and the fact that I’m the featured maker over on Kollabora’s Nora Meets the…
“We’re turning over a new leaf…” My mom often said that when I was a little girl. What she really meant was that I needed to turn over a new…
Weeded, spread, and planted all by myself. My kids thought they would melt in the sprinkling mist- still waiting for them to catch the “garden bug.” But that’s okay because…
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beautiful
This post is indeed calming. I love the resting hands from different generations, the chairs, the mirror…I'm not surprised even the furniture feels like family. The effortless style of yesteryear.
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this is beautiful, reminds me of my nannie and grandpas house!
Thank you all. The credit goes to that style eggshellblue refers to and my grandparents' love and generosity. I'm just the one who hoards all these glimpses like treasure.