Friday, July 27, 2012

I love the morning.  I love the crisp, clean air and the hope of a new day.  Early, early mornings watching the today show, drinking coffe, and just...being... brings me peace
could.not.look.better


 Waking up to a cappuccino, chocolate pancakes, and this beautiful view? I could do that...I want to take my coffee out to the end of the dock.
 A nice cozy family space for the delectable Saturday mornings...
 Love the counter space AND the nook in this kitchen. As a kid, and as an adult, I love sitting at the island with my mom while she is puttering around the kitchen.  With the additional nook, you have it all.
 Repeat posting my FAVORITE kitchens. So clean. So bright. So happy.


Wednesday, July 11, 2012

Larry Laslo's Palm Beach Bungalo

The perfect combination of chic, comfortable, and fabulous



Perfect for a glass or orange juice and the morning paper...

So lush. So calm. So beautiful.
I've said it before and I'll say it again; I love the water.  Although I adored living on the ocean when I was in St. Thomas, nothing beats the fresh water of the lake.  Leaving my home in Michigan was always a challenge for me mainly because of the water. I know this sounds ridiculous but it is so clear, and when the sun is going down it turns bashful pink.  In the summer it is warm, and clean, and crisp, and it makes me feel like a little kid again.  Now that I live in Chicago, I'm closer to Michigan, and more importantly Lake Michigan.  Being able to go for a run up to Lake Michigan after work eases my pain and reminds me how far goodness can stretch.  
I took this from the top of the Sears Tower after Sunday brunch


My Town <3


Tuesday, July 3, 2012

I haven't been around for a while.  I've been lost in work and in life, but all that really means is I've been lazy.  Life usually starts to get in the way right about the time I'm in full on skip to the earth happy mode.  When I let that slip, I start to day dream and let wishful thinking take over: a habit I desperately need to break.  Wishful thinking can get me down.  Not to say that I'm not optimistic: I believe in the power of flowers, that tomorrow the sun will come up, that good things are coming. It's the past, and the things I cannot change that brutally turn from happy memories to wishful thinking of days long gone {or in some cases, not so long}.

I walked past this sign on Martha's Vineyard one summer and thought, there are people out there that I love everyday, but who might not hear it enough from me.  Wishful thinking for times past or not, there are people today that need to be grounded in the fact that I love them.  Everyday.  When I walked into the store, needing to have this sign in my bedroom for me to see and read everyday regardless of my relationship status, I was brought to a halt by a little tag that read $300.  Yeah. Right.  When I returned home, I went out to my shed, dug out some old wood, sanded it, painted it white, and make myself my own little piece of love.

I'll let go of the wishful thinking...probably never.  But to optimism and hope ... cheers.