Yesterday was a day for making. And baking. Murdoch was so kind to take
time out of his busy schedule to help me with a little project. Glitter was involved. By the end of the day, our house was equal parts
comforting and glittery. Here are a few pictures of my adventures. There
is something about the creative process and sense of accomplishment. Even if a preschooler could do
After years of pretending that sparkles didn't mean anything to me, I
have to come clean. All those protestations, I didn't mean it. I have
always been secretly obsessed with the sparkly. I just can't shake it. You know what they say about those that "doth protest too much." Well. I'm
convinced a nice sequin or shimmer is always a good thing. Especially with the holidays fast approaching. But again,
anytime. Here are a few shiny things that have caught my attention as of
There is something endearing about china. It is timeless, fragile, enduring. It is past, present, and sometimes, future. It is family, friends, celebrations, arguments; laughter, joy, conversation and belonging. Above all, it is love. A reminder of where you come from, a connection to the past, a hope for the future. I know many receive family china as a wedding gift -- a cherished heirloom passed down through the generations. I was not a part of that lucky bunch. Do you have any family china? If so, how do you feel about it and how often do you use it? Special occasions, holidays, everyday? Inquiring minds want to know. Please excuse me as a I dream of these lovelies.
And I liked it. Earlier this week, we had an unexpected heatwave. Clear, blue sky and 90 degrees isn't exactly how most envision November. Well, today didn't disappoint. Dark, gray, rainy. It was perfect. Cold and cozy. A perfect balance. I wore my favorite charcoal gray peacoat for the first time this season and relished in the soft rain. It just felt like something.