A seasonal lifestyle blog
A love letter to style, heirloom recipes, creative pursuits, motherhood, and life’s little joys through my camera lens.
Stopping To Look
I guess that is what makes August, August. It is hot, it is humid, almost like a steambath. The garden is taking its last gasp as it starts to brown and sag. My dahlias were a disappointment, as my cafe au laits didn’t even bloom (yet?) and my lifestyle anenomes were/are barely budding. August is the Sunday of summer.
Salty Dogs
These pups were something I created last year, the first two of a collection I intended to call “Salty Dogs.” Coming off a week at LBI, I was so inspired by all of the wet, shaggy dogs I saw on their beachside strolls with their families. Dogs that look kissed by the sea breeze and ocean mist. In other words, salty dogs.
Country Drive
Yesterday, my mom and I took a drive with one destination: anywhere! We have been antsy since we haven’t been able to travel, but yesterday was an excellent adventure that was simple, fun, yet close to home. We ventured to Ephrata, PA in search of antique shops, fresh baked goods, and flower fields. And that is exactly what we found.
Amalfi Dreaming
Imagine being able to stay in a luxury hotel overlooking the Amalfi Coast. Or the Italian Riviera. Or of the canals of Venice. Or the blackened beaches of Sicily. I imagine this classy, head-scarf donning beauty not only exquisitely dressed, but breathing in scents of sea salt and jasmine, about to tuck into a morning cornetto and espresso doppio.
1 Year of Rosie
The day we brought home Rosie, one year ago today, was one of the happiest days of my life. I remember the feeling of knowing, even then, that it was more than sweet, or cute, or delightful. We were bringing home a bundle of joy, and there was a palpable nostalgia.
Cut-Flower Garden Adventures (Hydrangeas)
I’ve always thought they were pretty, but in the sense of admiring them from afar. They grow without bounds at the shore, especially at Long Beach Island, but I’ve never appreciated their beauty here in this less-salty, inland climate. I have such a newfound appreciation for them in my garden, because of their generosity and artfulness. Each cluster of buds seems to turn a different purple, blue or pink through the weeks and it is delightful to guess what I will get.
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