hey! i do my hair like that sometimes!

what i love most about this look is the unstructured, mixed whites.

simple and lovely.

the peace of wild things

When despair for the world grows in me
and I wake in the night at the least sound

in fear of what my life and my children's lives may be,

I go and lie down where the wood drake

rests in his beauty on the water, and the great heron feeds.

I come into the peace of wild things

who do not tax their lives with forethought

of grief. I come into the presence of still water.

And I feel above me the day-blind stars

waiting with their light. For a time

I rest in the grace of the world, and am free.

— Wendell Berry

it's coming to a love day near you.

now all i need is a man.

please don't eat the whole bowl of icing, joey

barbara got a little cookie kit before christmas, but never got around to getting it out and actually doing it. so yesterday, being a biting cold and windy day, the sort that makes you want to bake, we made and decorated gingerbread cookies. 

here are barbara's and the little boys'. can you guess whose is whose?

a hint for you: cord fell in love with the mini chocolate chips and got a little carried away.

the two left cookies are mine, and the right one is joey's.

christmas is long gone and valentine's day is just around the corner, so we decided to turn them into love cookies. 

since our creations had such life and sparkle, joey and i gave them personalities.
the gingerbread boy on the left is the smart, preppy son with a can-do attitude. the one on the right is the slobby, deranged son who stays at home all day and plays video games.

the end.

this might just be the best thing...of the world

i've never ever really wanted to do ballet. even as a little girl, it wasn't my thing.

but i would've LOVED to do some other sort of dance.

modern, maybe?

i would've liked to have been a dancer in the crowd.

so when i saw these pictures...

the gallery is called Dancers Among Us

yes. i would do this. if it were physically possible.

she looks so happy!

such ease...

snow dancing!

if you're gonna feed the birds, do it right.

yes. 

even graceful dancers have to go to the bathroom sometimes.

too cool. i like his boots.

"yep, just waitin' fer the bus."

at least she can enjoy doing laundry.

he's got places to go and people to dance on...no...wait...

yes. if you can do that, please pay the cab driver that way.

it will make his day, i promise.

just a little leg lovin'. 

gene kelly?

wedding loves

if i end up going to the justice of the peace or such like to get married, i wouldn't mind wearing this dress...or such like.

print bridesmaid dresses. green and yellow accents. = luv 4ever

if only my reception could be this small...

Jehovah-jireh

the Lord provides. not only material possessions, but grace and strength and wisdom.

rest in this.

i hope you all have a wonderfully thankful Thanksgiving.

preemptive action

this is me today. 

wondering why my cheeks are lopsided? 

so am i.

::gulp::

oh no. 

i think i'm lusting. 

not good.

i know just what type of wedding this dress would go with, too.

but i have to admit, i'm very tired of strapless wedding dresses.

seriously, ladies! let's be a little more creative!

{via katie c's facebook album}

Via Dell'Amore.

Such a beautiful name.

Can you imagine hearing that said by a passionate Italian?

It's a custom, tradition, whatever you want to call it, that couples in Europe will attach locks to bridges, fences, and the like, and throw the key in the ocean.

That is very charming and lovely.

I think I have to go there.

Yep.

I will.

March is here.

Eleanor Green loves Anthropologie's new spring collection. 

So much so that she is baffled into talking in third person about her incredible love for it.

She will now wipe the drool off the keyboard...

 

 go to her room...

 

and say, "I will not lust" three hundred times.

"Oh! He got me."

{name that quote}

I've been tagged.
I'm supposed to post 3 songs that are me. A little part of me...deep down inside (let's make this profound, ok?).

It's ridiculous how hard this was. I'm not even satisfied with this list. And so, I'm going to live life on the edge and post 4 songs.

Ha! Take that you...you...rule makers, you.



Because I love this movie, and because I want to snuggle with this song. I and this song are one.



Forgive the cheesy song...and the cheesy pictures. It was the only good version I could find on Youtube.



::Sigh::



Aaand, I have no idea what is up with her freaky hand motions, but the song itself is beautiful.



(ok, make it 5.)
I want to bathe in this piece.
...And please pretend like that isn't an awkward thing to say.

I tag---
Ceridwen
Katie
Max-Frederick

Birds on the Wires from Jarbas Agnelli on Vimeo.

"Reading a newspaper, I saw a picture of birds on the electric wires. I cut out the photo and decided to make a song, using the exact location of the birds as notes (no Photoshop edit). I knew it wasn't the most original idea in the universe. I was just curious to hear what melody the birds were creating.

I sent the music to the photographer, Paulo Pinto, who I Googled on the internet. He told his editor, who told a reporter and the story ended up as an interview in the very same newspaper.

Here I've posted a short video made with the photo, the music and the score (composed by the birds).

Music made with Logic.
Video made with After Effects."

7 degrees of George Grant

I've been lusting after color this week.

Color and shoes.

And tights.

I think I need to go shopping. Shopping heals all wounds.

Well, almost all wounds.

photos courtesy of...somewhere. i can't remember right now.

I have a crush on this movie