Ahhh.
Weekends mean wearing wrinkled tank tops.
(Pics of today’s garden-themed buys and garden adventures to come.)
Weekends mean wearing wrinkled tank tops.
(Pics of today’s garden-themed buys and garden adventures to come.)
…in which I am determined to have a wonderful, happy day. To celebrate life and love. How? Well… I started off reading favorite blogs this morning while Bast helped… And I just had to get a close up: And today in the mail I received the simple yet gorgeous Life is Good mug I’d been…
I’d found the company Pylones last year via Paris Breakfasts. I just fell in love with little Piu Piu, the chirping, paper clip-holding wee bird, and had to have one. Carol bought hers in a Pylones store in Paris, but happily the company’s products are available here via the web. My very own Piu Piu…
[ETA: I added the pics, below ;-) ] So the sweet little black and white cat that I feed outside, who I call “Little Mama,” had her kittens! She’s been very preggers for the past few weeks, and then about a week ago showed up sans belly. Well, my roommate and I said, so much…
Found this this morning at Enchanted Revelry and it made me smile and smile. The world needs more spontaneous dancing! Seriously. (I don’t care that it’s choreographed and that it’s a commercial…the idea is golden.)
I spent some time outside yesterday reading, and happily lots of birds realized I wasn’t a threat and so flitted around the feeders and coasted on the wind just above my head. I saw doves, cardinals, titmice, finches, gulls, robins, and a young osprey. At one point a pair of titmice were busy at one…
So in the course of packing, sorting, purging, and whatnot, I have been finding things I forgot I have. That’s always how it goes, right? Among the things I’ve found, I found/remembered I had a set of gorgeous 18th century-inspired sculptures of French ladies playing instruments. They had belonged to my grandmother on my dad’s…