. . . and yesterday was one of those startlingly bright and sunny spring days, especially after the recent april...
. . . by the time you read this, shall already be a few thousand feet in the air,...
. . . the power went out suddenly, this morning, and there was something about a transformer and three...
. . . have mentioned my friend emily‘s photographs, before, but after her lovely note this weekend, regarding acrylic pink &...
. . . if you find yourself in paris and adore stationery and office supplies as much as we do,...
. . . wood veneer on vintage cameras, patisseries and boulangeries, lattes and harris tweed, and dusky floods of sunlight...
. . . and after all of yesterday’s plans and places, have been spending the most languid and luxuriously lazy...
. . . and after the most perfect day today, [so much more on that & photographs on monday], had...
. . . there is a saying about leaving on a high note, and leaving this year will certainly be that — november and december were wild and wondrous times, with moving houses and cities several times, reacquainting with friends and family in far-off places, and moments so beautiful . . .
. . . and in the time of year where mornings are crisp and evenings are a little chilly, dressing...
. . . how it came to be nearly summer’s end will forever remain an eternal mystery, but the light...
. . . a perfect mix of marbles, with sinks designed by colin cuarto, and sconces reclaimed from an italian...
“I love New York, even though it isn’t mine, the way something has to be, a tree or a street...
. . . we, p&i, have been running around for days, with no end in sight, [at least for another...
. . . and it has been one of those sporadic weeks, here, due mostly, to much-needed time spent out...
