Mack, strike, pose.
day off, 9.29
Sometimes a mid-week school day off does wonders for well-being. It also made Tiffany and I head out for an early breakfast (can’t fake out that body, which is used to rising early) where, naturally, we bumped into other teachers doing just that. But it was the mini tea servers that got us for good.…
friends and ryes, 4.11
Whiskey sours, whiskey on the rocks, general whiskey drinkage, with my friend Steven, many times over. Spring is here!
My friend Rebecca is an incredible artist and teacher. She recently photographed my apartment for a project and as a thank you (which was completely unnecessary as it merely required me to invite her over one Saturday morning, which I’d been wanting to do anyways!), gifted me one of her stunning fabric paintings. I love…
from my great pal Mackenzie, who took a letterpressing course this winter and made these adorable carrot cards. swoon.
There was not a single thing “Grim” about a place of Providence?
This Sunday I went to visit a quite good friend in the place of my birth, fittingly named Providence because any place I entered the world would be just such. Er, strike that, reverse? Anyways, I went to visit my good mate MacKenzie and while we gorged on brunch at a little nook, never ending…