Corner Of Park Street

These are the oddities I spoke of yesterday. They're located a few blocks from my cupboard, and I first laid eyes on them just before I signed the lease here, which I thought was auspicious. Anyone know what they are? Their fuzziness holds up indefinitely, so it's rather charming to pick a few and let them puff out of skinny-necked vase or a narrow cup. They look as if they're made of feathers, which tickles me {get it?} to no end. Please tell me: Do you have these in your neighborhood?

P.S. Thanks so much for chatting with me about your morning routines. I find them all so fascinating, and even inspirational, as I begin a morning routine so different from those of my past. I'm thrilled you all like the new stamping kit; surprisingly, it's from Staples and comes with loads of letters.

P.P.S. Click on these pictures to see how incredibly fine the fuzzies are. You'll be amazed.

Leaves

I know it's officially summer and we're thrilled with it, but I have a confession: I'm more of an autumn gal than anything else and, while I'm delighted by my freckled shoulders, bare feet in grass, and the smell of sunscreen on Mr. Original, I adore the moment when the leaves go amber and pumpkin, and I can resume my quest for the best hot chocolate in town. Here's a little autumn indulgence for those of you who are like me.

Look here, here, here, here, and here.


{Poplar Print by MWilson}

Ode to the Window Sill

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Isn't it a wonderful place?

Sunday

Too busy to feel restless, but feeling it anyway ...

I need to fill both of these. My cactus kicked it {how did I kill a cactus?}, so I'm thinking jade, to help me save my money {!} ... and a few tulips in the vase.

Back door to the porch is open and I can hear neighbors' conversations drifting over from their porches.

Daylight Savings has taken an hour away from me, and I'm a little sore about it.