The sun & the flowers this weekend have me inspired.
Happy Sunday xxoo
Beer is one of my family’s hobbies, probably due to our midwest tendencies. We love to explore weird & uncommon beers & breweries, and actually find that many are smack dab in our backyard (or close). Last month we stumbled upon Atlas Brewing Company & I am glad we did. Two words: stout float.
My good friend had her beautiful bunny pass away the other day. I thought I would make her a little something to put a smile back on her face.
I think there is something undeniably magical about being home. The magic that resinates with me is that it isn’t just the white stucco structure on Catherine Ave, it’s the warmth and joy that I feel when I am there. It’s the tea out of my violet mug early morning on the porch swing, the little white kitty hair that gets all over my stuff, or the shameful amount of Food Network I consume with my parents on the couch. The beauty of the whole thing is I can’t even describe or define the feeling I get when I am there. It’s just awesome. It rocks. & The unifying concept of a ‘home’ is something that intertwines all of us because home can be a place, it can be a person, or a passion, but everyone has something. Whatever it is, it’s their home.
Mom’s most recent floral discovery- Ranunculus. Good find, mama.
They’re allowed to get their fur on that chair. They deemed it their hair chair.