another one from my grandma). I can't wait to see how much it develops during the ten days I'm away. So, in hope of even more surprises, I took trimmings from some of my very favorites pets.
On a slightly different note—which is at the same time completely the same—after taking these photos, I turned to my computer and saw this on the screensaver:
1. a person who is knowledgeable about the nature and appreciation of beauty, esp. in art
2. a beautician
My heart melted, as it usually does. Isn't that what it's all about—beauty? Beauty in everything. Or is that just what I'm about? Beauty in all of everything.
keep going back to recipes from my new Dorie Greenspan cookbook—she has yet to disappoint. And even lovelier than finishing off the workday with cake and wine, is finishing it off with the sun still peaking in the windows. Daylight saving time has changed my life.
1 1/2 cups frozen blueberries
1 tablespoon lemon juice
3 tablespoons almond butter
2 tablespoons flaxseeds
2 cups water
(You can find more recipes here.)
My birthday was last Friday, so Sam and I took a weekend trip to Ann Arbor, MI. Aside from having breakfast cooked for us each morning and meeting a few incredibly interesting people, we mostly slept, ate, drank, and walked around completely unaware of the time. It was rainy, and snowy, and sunny, and the light that was reflected into our purple room was just as moody as the weather.
I only ventured out of London a few times while I was there, but I visited Brighton twice: once for a class trip (seen above), and the other to drink cider on the lawn and eat a Sunday roast, home-cooked by my friend's mum.
Brighton, England // Spring 2009
Molly's birthday. The ingredients were measured in one apartment, baked in another, and then finally eaten—with several glasses of champagne—at work, where it's perfectly fine to serve alcohol after 4 p.m.