“The world’s favorite season is the spring.All things seem possible in May.” ~ edwin may teale . . . bright...
. . . must confess, save for a few sunday afternoon trips a few summers ago, and only when lured...
. . . two lovely things: wallpapered cabinets & beautiful bunches of narcissi and it’s beginning to look a lot...
. . . there is just something about sundays — everything seems to slow down to a perfect pace, and...
May you have warm words on a cold evening, A full moon on a dark night, And the road downhill...
. . . fluttery pleated skirts with a hint of soft coral, elegant leather trenches and...
. . . a kelly green cashmere cardigan from a lifetime ago aside, not often drawn to shades of green...
{two lovely things:} . . . whether lacy white linen and beautifully etched glasses, or intricately arranged along the top...
. . . whether on floral and lacy bed linens, a favourite novel in hand, or in the garden and...
. . . perhaps white linen for the cushions on the settee and balloon shades in place of the roman...
. . . summertime always reminds me of warm & woodsy earth tones, shades of chardonnay and riverside moss, mediterranean...
. . . the stems of lilies and fluttery dresses, new leaves and the glass of champagne bottles — whether...
. . . deep conversation in a moody café of some impossibly exciting city somewhere in the world, but very...
. . . soaring temperatures and sunny skies, today began like a dream and is filled with the promise of...
. . . quietly floating snowflakes and prettily wrapped packages, napkins tied with mistletoe and candles wrapped in satin, and...