Is it grey or gray? I can never decide. But I love gre/ay days so much. They feel so relaxed, so cozy and so perfect. The holidays were a crazy few months and now that we have finally passed them all, I'm looking forward to a new year renewing myself, cultivating my ongoing projects and attempting to grow creatively.Read More
The first little signs of Spring have blossomed so fast over the past week! So last week it was in the 70s, this week is in the 50s/60s with snow potential this weekend (though right now it is beautiful) and every day peak cherry blossom bloom changes. There's only so much of this teasing Spring weather that I can take! I'm ready for Farmer's Market flowers, people watching from the patio of my favorite coffee shop and wearing my new Spring flats and sunglasses that should both arrive soon.
I had a great Day at the Museum with B, my bro-in-law, his clan of little ones and some family pals on New Years Eve. Our nephews are finally getting old enough to understand the things they're looking at and have semi-functioning brains so seeing some giant squids and rocks was fun to do with them.
Smithsonian's Natural History Museum is always my go-to and my favorite. I hadn't been back there since our 2015 Valentine's Day trip to see the massive orchid exhibit. Swoon.
"Natural History Museum" is also the theme of our new place so it was also perf to get inspiration. Takeaway- we need more rocks in the house but we're solid on vintage nature books.
Love this little spot. Snapped these pics on 14th Street when I was downtown popping up at West Elm DC. Lame that I didn't have time to go in though. Some day...
is one of my favorite spots in my neighborhood. Technically on the DC side of Takoma Park, it becomes one of my weekly haunts once the weather gets nice. I usually wander out on Sundays to grab some gelato, people watch and pick up some flowers from the farmers' market. My favorite flower folks aren't out yet so usually I don't bother entering into the clusterfuck that is my local farmers' market. This past Sunday was beautiful though, so after yoga I popped in only to discover a world of dried plants that belong in my life. A few of these came home with me - photos coming soon.
P.S. You can find my candles at the DC shop also.
On this dry winter morning I'm reminiscing about Valentine's Day and getting massively lost in the US Botanical Gardens, which is the best, most humid space in the entire city in the winter. I cannot wait until spring when the National Arboretum is back in play and the cherry blossoms come out. I just keep imagining myself picnicking under a sea of white-ish pink flowers with a bow in my hair and a tiny dog in a picnic basket. I'm also an blissfully happy tiny white person in this fantasy. Maybe wearing ruby red shoes, but I digress.
The other day I may have been spectacularly not sober when my husband and I had a really in-depth conversation about fruit. We were eating seeded grapes and watching Netflix (cause that's how we do) and after researching whether the seeds were safe to eat or not, I had a major epiphany about how badly we were [probably, this is not a well researched stance] destroying the environment via food production and growing unnatural seedless fruit. (I may have called all these fruit eunuchs more than once in my, again, not sober epiphany.) In fact, during my seed research I found out that seeds are actually very good for you, so I made Brad pledge with me to never buy seedless grapes - or fruit of any kind - again.
His response: "Sounds good to me, [insert adorable nickname here]. Seeded grapes are cheaper anyway."
I'm coming off of a two month reading binge of the
Tao of Pooh
Te of Piglet
Winnie the Pooh
books. All I can think of is how we should all be bumbling around like Pooh bear- living off the land, writing bad poetry, and spreading the seeds of fruit so they grow far and wide across the wilderness. As we were all intended.
One of my favorite neighborhood spots is
, a little coffee bar right by the Takoma metro station. A pretty chill, wifi-free spot, I love stopping in there for a fresh drink and a change of the vibe. Bring a book. So analog.
Part of why I love this place so much? Art and plants. Can't really go wrong there. I did a write up of the artist, Mei Mei Chang that did the wall mural on
(yea, I have a ton of side projects) but now they've rotated out some of her work for a new artist that definitely gets me.
The day's specials list when I went there the other day included a London Fog chai tea latte. I arrived in the mood for chai and O.M.G. did it deliver. Earl Gray + soy milk + honey + some secret spice = perfection.
And a dog.