a stroll for my true love.. architecture

life begins to sparkle

i am thinking of you all, many post floating in my head, but got the unexpected call- "we are coming to visit" i am happy and excited, but in the middle of moving- boxes, empty fridge, pretty things tucked away. I love sharing my space with family and need it to be just right! so I must go back to fluffing the pillows, picking flowers from the garden, stocking the fridge..
if only this glitter was magic!

Ocean for sale

This post was supposed to be about a
shop i sumbled upon, full of gorgeous
things, from furniture, to pillows, chandeliers
and beautfiful things from the ocean, in fact
the shop was in a New England Coast. As i began
to put the photographs together, i was overwhelmed
with questions about things from the sea, one of the questions
was, will we take too much?.......

when we gather our favorite things...

while gathering my things for a recent short getaway, i was struck at how my collection of blouses had changed-you see for the last few years I spent most of my summer days in jeans and white blouses and once and while white skirts and dresses........but somehow this year texture, pale hues and feminine pieces made it in( although nothing to me is more feminine than white blouse). I love how when traveling i seem to bring my favorite things, the blouse that makes me happy, that perfect pair of jeans, the dress that makes me forget i am married(in the nicest way) and those sandals that remind me of the last time i felt like i was walking on air. i can live out of this suitcase forever, makes me wonder why the need for a walk in closet. When i look at each piece lately it is as if they have a story to tell or more so they have been witness to one.

I wanted to wish all my blogger friends who will be hopping on a plane or jumping in a car or putting a pack on their back a safe and lovely time.

the beach house

it has been along time since i stood here, since we lived here full time. i am not sure what to make of the memories. it was nice seeing our old neighbor just were we left him, working on his antique yellow car and his shiny silver motorcycle. It was nice seeing that the houses i cared for the most were untouched by misguided esthetics and mega mansions. I was hoping that the grapes along the fence were starting to bare fruit. I remember my mornings here, i would wake up and take in the most wonderful smell of the grapes on the vines, they were the biggest blue grapes i have ever seen and what made it even more special i was the only one that harvested them. one time i made a pie, yes but that is whole other story!

if it is raining where you are look here for the sun

yellow and the garden

elle & sophie

and other things from the garden so you don't notice my addiction
perhaps an intervention is needed, because i can't help myself

waterplace park and the red hotel

I snuck into a boy's room(my dog made me do it)

Sophie( my dog) was snooping around and let herself into my nephews room, while i was checking on thier house and their dog. As i was shooing her out of the room I found this note on the nightstand...something about it made me think of my childhood room. I stood there looking around at such life filled shelves, hand made toys from papa, marbles and so much eye filling inspiration.

I started to think about my room, I remember a mahogony captains bed, american indian dolls, i remember finger paint art on the walls, specially one of a frog...I hope to remember to take pictures of my child's room(none as of yet) one day because what I would do to glimpse at a photograph of my childhood's room right now...


*oh and happy second birthday to another little boy happy b-day Jon!

the mosquito net, a forest and the sunlight

yesterday I arrived at my destination with my dog sophie. it was odd being back here. I went to the market, and a walk on the beach then arriving back and my temporary residence, i sat down for what i thought would be a minute or two but ended up being all night- I was surrounded with this gorgeous light. it was a wow moment.

a place i used to know

Packing up, my shirts, my summer dresses ,sandles, books,
laptop and my espresso machine, going to spend
sometime in old familiar town by the water, by the trees
and maybe ride some horses.....

leaving behind, home hunting, packing, noise,
and neighbors.

when i grow up

A few years back my mum had come up from montreal to help me run one of my stores, I had just opened another
on the cape and thought she would enjoy the summer by the beach. My mum took to it very well in fact it i think people just came in to see her. My mum is lovely! anyways one day driving back from the cape i stopped at hanover, that is where my other shop was located. when I walked in I saw my mum in the most beautiful dress. I am immediately said "when did you get that?"her reply was" i made it last night form a tablecloth" she was a vision it would be impossible to describe her in it except to say it was if i was a little girl again looking at my mum and wishing i could be her when i grow up (still do everyday). For years now I have dreamt of that dress, on my last trip to Montreal she let me wear it all over the city and then told me to take it home....now i will never look like her in the dress, but for some reason- the feeling i got when i saw her in it, is the same feeling i get when i am wearing it!

craving monkeys! (Oh I know!-forgive me)