I have an email in my inbox calling me an eco-warrior. I should write back to say I know nothing about war. Last night I toasted red pepper flakes and forgot them in the…
1. these borrowed needles. {and using them for something fun to come.} 2. this bed. {and the kid sleeping in it after a few days away.} 3. james’s jacket. {which i’ve commandeered for the…
Quick, before the sun comes out and I have the will to leave the apartment again, here’s an ode to making the best of these decidedly dreary February days. Here’s what I’m daydreaming about:…
1. these grounding words. {right where i can see them.} 2. this rearranged desk. {cheers to 18-inch moves and supplies at the ready.} 3. these nearly done things. {for not being entirely done.} 4.…
Some of you might recall that we have a very pink, very vintage bathroom that we mostly have left well enough alone. Earlier this year though, I made one small change that’s made a…
For Valentine’s Day, or whatever other excuse we might need to practice small acts of merry making, Rose is sharing a sweet little enveloped version her beloved recycled matchbook sketchbook tutorial from a few…
My dad has been reglazing and painting the twelve-over-twelve windows on my parents’ house on a five year schedule for the past thirty years. He does it for himself, and my mom, and for…
1. this dried out mimosa. {for still bringing cheer.} 2. this patched up hand-me-down duvet. {and the kid sleeping in her new bunk.} 3. this pot of beans. {and the others.} 4. these valentines…
We had snow, briefly, which meant a trek to Prospect Park and careening down a slick hillside, belly laughing. The trick to sledding is leaving the hill before anyone wants to. Wait to leave…
Most of the furniture in our apartment has come into our possession second, third, or unknowable numbers of hands ago. Most of that wasn’t bought restored or refurbished, but rescued from the curb on…