. . . while evenings in the city may be spent in heels and cocktail dresses, weekends away in the country are laid-back in a quilted Barbour and a pair of wellies, and after the apple orchards and pumpkin patches, the golden fields of wheat and rustling yellow leaves, a perfect afternoon for an autumn picnic for two . . .
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. . . there is a coffee shop, not far from here, on which is written on the wall, the words, “take time to see the wonders of the world , to see the things you’ve only ever heard of, dream life the way you think it ought to be, see things you thought you’d never ever see” . . .
So. It has finally come to this, and despite knowing for months now — like a good procrastinator, have been using google reader right up until this very moment, and will most likely continue to do so, until it is gone forever...
Amidst this week's flurry, finally had a few moments to update the Media & Press page with a few new and recent things, and also still to come before the week is through, a technology review and a new article from Victoria, as well as weekend links . . .
Hello again and hope you’re well, and please do excuse the very long and unexplained absence. Six days ago, were suddenly and immediately called to Paris by terribly sad news, landing in the golden and early evening of last Friday to even sadder news, and worse still in the early hours of Tuesday morning, resulting in the extension of our stay here, to Sunday.
A bright a beautifully sunny day today, and still very much summertime here, although one can not deny the pale mornings and cashmere cardigan evenings that have quietly crept in . . .
ONE OF MY VERY FAVOURITE THINGS during the holidays [and there are many] is wandering about Christmas tree yards in search of the perfect tree. Last year, we chose a very full and rather bushy Douglas Fir that was decorated in chartreuse glittery baubles and yards & yards of tartan ribbon. And this year, it is a very tall, thin and elegantly sparse Nordmann Fir, with gold leopard print ornaments and wide lengths of fuchsia satin ribbons . . .
BACK AT THE OFFICE again, after an unprecedented ten days off, which, for this workaholic, might as well have been a million years; but...
HAPPY MONDAY & HELLO! This message comes to you from a hotel room, for it’s away for the next two...
IT HAS BEEN A WHILE since there was an update on what we have been up to lately. For those who follow along on instagram, you will recognise a few moments here & there, but for those who don’t, here are a few snapshots of stolen moments and cherry blossoms, heart-shaped sunglasses and life in square format . . .
“Lost, yesterday, somewhere between sunrise and sunset, two golden hours, each set with sixty diamond minutes. No reward is offered for they are gone forever” … describes perfectly the mood of the past days & weeks, with so many things happening, seemingly all at once. We have, happily, finally completed a few major projects and have already begun new ones and making travel plans and holiday plans.
A Letter From the Editor THIS NOTE COMES TO YOU from a hotel room in Lisbon, after a very rainy...
LAST NOVEMBER, WE LEFT ON A WEEKEND road trip to the breathtaking Scottish Highlands, along winding roads and coastline, the...
DO YOU MAKE NEW YEAR’S RESOLUTIONS? They are not for everyone, but I adore them and always make them—every year,...
If you have been following along on Instagram and facebook, you may have come across a few subtle hints here &...
