Happy Hydrangea

Last week I bought my first hydrangea (Nikko Blue). This week I bought all new sheets and rearranged a bedroom just because of the amazing blooms. I’m doomed. Let the hydrangea addiction begin! I even hung one to experiment with drying them… There are worse addictions, right??? (Famous last words!)  Do you grow hydrangea? If so, … More Happy Hydrangea

A CHRISTMAS MEMORY by Truman Capote

Illustrator Beth Peck elegantly illuminates the words of Truman Capote as he tells the story of the uniquely loving relationship between seven-year-old, Buddy, and his ‘sixty-something’-year-old distant cousin, living in the same house. ‘We are each other’s best friend.’⠀ They make cakes together every year as the weather turns cold and fly homemade kites when … More A CHRISTMAS MEMORY by Truman Capote

It’s a girl!

(I think.) I’ve been watching the growth and birth of this ruffled-leaf Philodendron Selloum (Philodendron bipinnatifidum) leaf since I first saw its tiny presence on March 17. It took 22 days from my first video to my last time-lapsed video this evening. Baby and Mama are doing fine. She’s registered at Bergdorf Goodman… Now it’s … More It’s a girl!

Rain, rain, go…away?

We are preparing for rain, here in Northern California, not unlike our preparations for snow in Missouri. Bringing in the delicate items, the lamps and tchotchkes that shouldn’t get soaked. We conjured up a lean-to to cover my succulent garden, as @inspirelovely would suggest. ⠀ ⠀ My friends know how much I do not like … More Rain, rain, go…away?

Clean(er)

I would venture to bet that the majority of people can’t rid their homes of all toxins immediately and right.this.very.instant. Man, would I love to. Had I only won that last lottery drawing…⠀ It’s hard to make choices for a clean, ethically-centered, toxin-free home. Clean cleaning supplies. Clean beauty products. Slow fashion. Slow living. ⠀ … More Clean(er)

Faster and faster!

She climbed the stairs two at a time, racing against the clock. Her breath was labored and her heart was beating far too fast. She paused for only a second on the landing but knew she must keep going. Red-faced and exhausted, muscles screaming and pulse racing, she pushed herself further. There was a goal … More Faster and faster!