A little thing called homemade

I've been rather head over heels about stencil-style numbers and raw-edged linen recently. So while on a craft binge, I combined the two together and made a few napkins. They came out just lovely and were simple to make! Now the tricky part is actually using them...

The last of its kind?

I'm joining Charmingwall Gallery for their final 6x6 art show. So exciting! Only minor detail: they reside in a large city known as Le Grande Pomme, and I reside in a tini-tiny town often referred to as Junc City. There is approx 6 hours between us, along with a state or two. I don't know how I will make it, but I'm dreaming up road trips that will lead me to their door...

An old friend.

Suddenly, Fall.

A new loft in an old barn has yielded high ceilings, magic art corners, and ridiculous mountain views. A girl really can't complain about waking up to bluebird skies and trees revealing every sort of red, orange, and green shade possible. We got lucky. Real lucky.

{Happy Autumn.}

Water side leisure (the last bits of summer).

Summer is apparently ending soon. Although, you wouldn't know it with the humid 90-degree days. The sun hasn't stopped shining, even with threats of hurricanes making their way up the coast.

Ode to the warm weather months: We love you. We do. We treat you as we wish to be treated and we do it whole-heartedly with abandon. We swim in your oceans. We play in your rivers. We jump off your bridges and swing on your ropeswings. We sip cocktails while your suns set and roast marshmallows while your evenings offer shooting stars. We respect you, summer. We do. Please remember us when you make your fall exit and do ask winter to be gentle. Yours always.

All of the above.

Escape plans? New adventures? Secret notes scrolled in cement on lonely streets?

Secret Gardens and Unexpected Patterns