Greetings From The Best Coast!

Hey guys! I made it, I’m alive, and I’m back online! California is wonderful amazing, I’m so happy to be here and I can tell things are just going to get better and better. The sun is shining, my shoulders are burnt, and my apartment is so beautiful. I’ll be doing a full post on the apartment soon (I hope), but I can’t post any pictures until it looks exactly the way I want it to (this involves a mustard yellow suede headboard and 1940s writing desk, it’ll be worth the wait I promise.) Until then…

Loving these mid-century vintage shots of motels and roadside eateries. They remind me of the road trip passages in Lolita, which were always some of my favorite, most dog-earred parts of the book. Especially for a non-native, Nabokov’s descriptions of highway  American landscape, of highway diners and motocourts are so lush, so meticulously detailed and spot on. And that’s because he culled them from his own time spent criss-crossing the country with his wife, collecting field research in entomology (collecting bugs! He was a great butterfly enthusiast among many other wonderful things). These photos can be found here, along with many other marvelous retro gems.


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Sk8er Grrl

There are so many things I would love to do, if only I possessed more physical coordination than a paraplegic giraffe. Seriously, I’m kind of a spaz. And by kind of, I mean really, seriously. I was in Special Ed P.E. until the third grade, which my mom loves to tell, um, welll… just about anyone who will listen. Thanks, Ma.

But anyway, one of the many things I’d love to do is longboard. Skater girls always seemed so cool to me, and Providence has so many perfect hills for zipping around. My roommate Paul made his own, which he rides to class some nice days. And how gorgeous are these boards by Loyal Dean?

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Sometimes A Dead Flower Means I Love You

No idea what the title of this post is supposed to mean, but it sounds nice, huh? Mesmerized by these time lapses of flower life cycles. Especially because there’s a lone, brave little snowdrop right in the middle of my yard. I just can’t get enough of this 70 degree weather, which of course has arrived just in time for me to move to “sunny” LA (where it’s about 20 degrees colder, go figure). Anyway, that’s all for tonight folks, I’m about to subject The Boy to Cruel Intentions for the first time. Oh Kathryn, there was a time in my life when I wanted to be just like you…

Originally seen here.

Summer’s on the way…

Wow these last two weeks have been an insane blur of packing, shipping, car shopping, and long, intimate conversations with the folks at both Los Angeles Water & Power and AT&T. Such lovely people, seriously. Christmas cards and wedding invitations are in our future.

Today was that first teaser day of spring, that unexpected bout of 70 degree weather that lasts just long enough to convince you that that’s it, winter’s over, only to disappear after two days, forcing us to break out our coats yet again. I’m trying to enjoy it while I can, I went for a nice hike and collected some funky little volcanic rocks. My favorite part of the summer is spending as much time as I can running around barefoot outside, tromping around the woods, and of course camping. The Boy and I go on a few trips every summer, it’s a great way to vacation without spending much money, and we also get to take advantage of all the beautiful nature to be found in Connecticut. Our camping trips are always the highlight of my summer, so I’m getting real antsy for the warm weather to arrive. Which brings me to these fun hanging tents from Tentsile! How cool is that?

It’s a little hard to see in the photos, but it looks like there’s a main chamber with narrow, fingerlike spaces radiating outward. Kind of like separate bedrooms! With hammock beds!! Looks like a very cozy woodland home.

Originally seen here.

A Man and His Chair.

Since I moved to Providence, most mornings I wake to the dulcet sounds of an angle grinder. My new roommate Paul, of rocking chair fame, has a big thing for wood. Yes, I know that’s not very original and yes, I am giggling. I’m sure you think I’ve been waiting awhile to say that, but I assure you it just came to me. Paul’s new piece is made of walnut, and it’s drop dead gorgeous.

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The Best Birthday Ever

Please forgive my absence these past two days, Wednesday was my birthday! The Boy came home to surprise me and, honestly, I just haven’t felt like posting. But I’m back!

I might be ambivalent about getting older, but I love my birthday. It’s a day that’s all about me! I’m actually a little territorial about my birthday, I get a kind of mad when I see other people celebrating on October 19th.

It was a quiet birthday. I ate short ribs and French macarons with my parents and opened some marvelous presents, like the purple ice cream maker from my ma! I’m feeling pretty wishy washy about celebrating this weekend. I just can’t seem to settle on what I want to do. The options mostly involve going out to a bar and drinking, which frankly bores me a little. Where are the tea parties and princess fêtes of yesteryear?

That gives me an idea! I once a read a bloggers “Fantasy Birthday” post, how they would celebrate without the cumbersome burden of things like money, space, or time… in short, without reality. I can’t remember where I saw it, but I’m going to be a copycat today! So off we go…

Oh, hello! Good morning! Happy Birthday to me, I’m so glad  you could make it! Would you like a drink? How about an Americana?

Whiskey and champagne is such a delightful combination, no? Hmm, probably not a great idea to drink on an empty stomach… help yourself to some cheese and breakfast!

Oh, but first let me introduce you to some of the other guests…

Now that we’re all here, did you guys hear about the freak raspberry crop? Apparently a whole new bunch of raspberries have appeared, even though it’s the middle of October. Bizarre, huh? Farmers are totally baffled. Anyway, since raspberries just happen to be my favorite food, let’s go a-pickin’, shall we?

What is it about raspberries that is just so perfect? Tart, tender little pods of juicy wonder bursting on your tongue. Sometimes I try to eat raspberries bead by bead, but I’m never all that successful. It’s such a lovely sunny day,  so perfect for a lazy day of lying around, drinking beer and some leisurely berry picking.

You know, I could use some shade though… Those trees over yonder look so peaceful. Hang on a minute, are those….? Those are Redwood trees! Come along every body, let’s go for a stroll in the forest!

I’ve never walked amongst Redwoods before, so this is very exciting. Does anyone else hear water? Oh, gee! A little swimming hole. Bathing suits or no, everybody grab another beer and jump in!

Hmm… you know what this reminds me of?

Jerry, would you oblige us with a tune? Since it’s my birthday?

Gosh I’m starving. Picnic? Wine? Yes please!

You know, the sun is starting to set. That reminds, The Boy said he’d coordinated some kind of special surprise. We’re supposed to meet him pretty soon, so I suppose we should head out. Ooooh, look! Horses!

Obviously they would be the fastest way to get to The Boy. We ride!

Well, here we are at the gorgeous Red Rocks Amphitheater. Oh, honey! A special birthday concert just for me! You’re the best, always. And they’re playing my favorite song!

Well, Jerry, I don’t mean to impose but, since you’re here and alllll… perhaps a reunion is in order?

Well guys, it’s been a hell of a birthday. And the only way I can think of to cap it all off?

An Icelandic camp out sleepover to watch the Northern Lights while roasting ‘shmellows!

So glad everyone could make it to my party, easily the best birthday I’ve had in years. All photos are linked to their source material.

A Case of the Blahs

I haven’t done a real post in awhile and I feel like I owe any hypothetical readers of this blog an explanation why. In short, I’ve got a bad case of the blues, the kind you just can’t shake. It’s a combination of long distance heartache, commuter drudgery, cubicle cabin fever, and fluorescent lighting-induced hallucinations. I haven’t been taking pictures, and I rarely go anywhere that is not my house, office, or yoga studio. So I haven’t really had much to talk about.

It feels like I’m due for one of those watershed moments in life, when everything changes, the rug is pulled out from under you and you’re faced with The Big Choice. I can’t help but think of the trip The Boy and I took to Macedonia over the summer. We had reached the peak of our epic hike, a gorgeous lookout across the entire valley. I sat down on the trail, trying to catch my breath, but The Boy climbed right up onto the stone precipice and stood amongst the treetops. As I gasped for air, I asked him what exactly he was doing. The Boy shrugged, “Sometimes it just feels good to stand on the edge of something.” He gave me a hand up to join him.

Well I’m done standing on the edge. I desperately want to take the dive, the free fall. And it’s coming soon. But right now the waiting feels both eternal and unbearable. Like most humans, I’m longing for something fantastic and exciting and huge to claim for myself, for my life. But right now I’m having trouble seeing more than a few feet in front of me.

So what’s inspiring me today? This.

Blogger Crush: Foxs Lane

Oh, hi there! Wow it’s nice to have internet again. We finally got power back last night, although most of my town is still without (including my poor parents!). The Boy has a generator at his place, so we were never without the essentials (fridge, water, etc). I have to say… it was kind of nice. Without computers or TV it gave us all license to lay around, chat, tell stories, and drink lots of wine. I’ve never spent so much time hanging out with The Boy’s mother and grandmother, and it was a lot of fun.

But now we’re back! Oh well, couldn’t last forever. So I recently discovered the blog Foxs Lane and I’m head-over-heels. Kate, an organic farmer (!) from Australia, chronicles her family’s destination-less, cross-country voyage in a vintage caravan.

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Magical Corners of Connecticut, Part 2

Hello! Hope everyone had a pretty weekend, I certainly did! The Boy and I took a little trip up to Kent, Connecticut for some camping.

Photo courtesy of Xander Keeping

Macedonia State Park is hands-down the the most beautiful camping destination I’ve ever been to. If you live in Connecticut, I highly recommend the trip. Such gorgeous trails, check it out, this is the view from the first mountain we climbed (yeah, I said first):

Photo courtesy of Xander Keeping

Photo courtesy of Xander Keeping

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