This smoothie thing, makin’ ‘ma days.
Snail mail is a dying art. Everyone that can, should, write letters. To their friends. To their lovers. Often. You should tell someone, in some lasting way, how important they are to you. Look how happy it makes me when I receive something, even as small as a short postcard, in the mailbox.
Fish shacks along the beach in New Hampshire. I wish I lived in one of these. They just feel romantic.
Simple spaghetti dinner, homemade sauce, like my mum taught me. The ultimate in quick comfort food.
I wear a lot of stripes. Almost every day. I adore stripes. They.are.great.
Spied cruising along Rye Beach in New Hampshire. Killing it, in this ride.
Volkswagon van, spied on the road, so desperately wanted…by me.
I have made smoothies in varying spurts over the years; but officially, as of late, I’ve found the perfect combination for my taste. These diary free smoothies are packed with frozen fruits (to make them extra cold and icy) like peaches and berries, and made a bit smoother with half a banana. Creamy and fullContinue reading “smoothie addict official, 4.25”
First legit go around with the rotisserie on the grill this spring. Finally, its outdoor eating weather.
I just had to own a blouse with little saguaro cacti all over. Isn’t she a beaut?
Handmade gifts of any kind of pretty god damn great, particularly when they arrive at the hands of your lover. Mixtapes, the perfect recipe for happiness and joy. This amazing one was recently gifted to me by sean and features a whole host of mushy tunes made unmushy…but still mushy.
Trying to be better about my making endeavors. It might be good that I’m not so obsessively keeping this little cavern of the world I’ve held since 2008. Maybe it means I’m more focused on nurturing the personal relationships I have and the loves in my life. But, this thing, has been quite the loverContinue reading “renewed.”