Tuesday, December 30, 2008
Sunday, December 28, 2008
But here are some things I saw:
How tall are you now, little one? Our girl would reach the horse's snoot, I think.
A teacup with a wooden lid/coaster:
Thursday, December 25, 2008
Dressing our favorite dolly up in holiday duds:
Eating Swedish pancakes with lemon, powdered sugar & jam:
Crafting a few new ornaments (sparkly mushrooms!):
Resting & reading with our feet up on the coffee table (this is our view from said location):
Tuesday, December 23, 2008
A flat Christmas tree made with "useless but pretty" odds and ends she has collected over time. So nice for a small space. Or entry. Or hallway. Or...
Monday, December 22, 2008
Sunday, December 21, 2008
Friday, December 19, 2008
The undisputed King of the Tree is our leather lion. And our lucky, plump pig is from a (free!) Wee Wonderfuls pattern (Thank you, Hillary!).
I've said it before & I'll say it again: I love seeing these dear friends again!
Odd note about the lion. I found this noble fellow at the strangest estate sale. That lady had a mind-bogglingly crazy collection of size 6 shoes. An entire bedroom of racks & racks of barely worn high-end shoes in every color & only one style: high-heel pumps. Those shoes & this lion for 50 cents. I left with the lion & a one big, ol' goofy smile.
Wednesday, December 17, 2008
Monday, December 15, 2008
I made these:
Grapefruit ice cream with David Lebovitz's chocolate macarons. Not too bad.
Long tables and lively conversation:
I walked home with my belly happy, my mind full & feeling like the luckiest person alive.
(Photo credit: Gretchen O'Neil)
Sunday, December 14, 2008
Saturday, December 13, 2008
Friday, December 12, 2008
Though I picked up a couple of boxes of beautiful letterpress cards from Vertallee Letterpress while checking out the East Austin Studio Tour last month, I couldn't afford to get enough to handle all our cards (every year, we seem to send out more! And more! And more!). So, it's handmade time again this year. I bought a stack of pretty, red stationary & am stamping them with my nifty stamp set from the Yellow Owl Workshop. Add a few tastefully restrained drops of glitter & voila! Done. Instant recession goodness.
Wednesday, December 10, 2008
Monday, December 8, 2008
Sunday, December 7, 2008
We've been through this drill so many times. Each time seemed better than the last, but none were quite right.
This time though, I think we've got it. Our 12'x13' room now has four distinct areas: a tiny entry area with a table to drop our keys & the mail, a sitting area just off to the left of the door, a play area tucked behind the easy chair, and a second play area next to the bookcase. Me likey.
Toy shelves behind the easy chair:
Comfy sitting area with nice light streaming in from the windows:
I love this arrangement. We have a nice line of sight through the arch and into the dining room & kitchen. It's a great spot for cozying up with a cup of coffee & the paper & watching Baby M play in her new, distinct play area:
Friday, December 5, 2008
Photo credit: Josef & Anni Albers Foundation
Isn't it gorgeous? Not that it would go with our house, but with the right house (ranch house?) it would be unstoppable. That combination of planes of stone & wood is so appealing to me. Throw in a few sheepskin rugs & now we're talking.
Wednesday, December 3, 2008
Baby M & I went to Boggy Creek Farm this morning and loaded up on all sorts of goodness: butternut squash, beets, eggs, cheese, lamb & greens, greens, greens. Baby M digs the chicken coop & sand pile. I dig the farm stand & rows and rows of every conceivable shade of green. Such useful beauty.
Photo Via Boggy Creek Farm
Home again with my bags and all inspired, I rolled up my sleeves & got busy. I baked Deborah Madison's Cranberry Bread & also her Provincial Squash Gratin (both from my belovedly worn copy of Vegetarian Cooking For Everyone), Clotilde's Lamb & Prune Meatballs (with black currants standing in for chopped prunes) & a huge salad with a mustardy dressing. Throw in the last of the red wine & voila! I feel like a million bucks.
Oh, and all this with a fresh load of whites billowing on the lines & Baby M's friend K spending the afternoon with us. I was a busy little bee today.
Speaking of laundry on the line, I love these thoughts on the pleasures of hanging out one's laundry. I am trying to think of a decent way to print this out (or paint?) to have it near our washing machine to see, be reminded & bccome aware again. Not that I need to be reminded, per se. For me, the happy sight of rows of clean clothes & linens undulating on a line is almost eclipsed by the anticipation of a restocked wardrobe and crisp, fresh sheets waiting for bedtime.
Today, the pleasures do not stop rolling in.
Photo Via MontanaRaven