Not as the driven snow. But pure.
This morning's snowfall was soft and feathery,
Big, fat visible flakes that stacked one on top of the other.
In an hour, they were gone. Invisible.
Wet wood all around.
Spring must be here!
|If you're up for simplicity, we have a guest room waiting...|
|I found these lovely linens at West Elm.|
|Our 25-year-old cranberry sectional seems transformed now that it's moved away|
from the pale carpet of the last condo
onto the dark, gleaming wood floor of the new townhouse.
|Hunter assembled the abbey-style table and bench that will host|
family-and-friends dinners in the future.
|I spotted this monastery-style pedestal table at a local furniture store.|
It will go to work as a sideboard at the end of the long, communal table.
|Open 7 a.m. - 2 p.m., they serve breakfast all day but soups and sandwiches are an option. |
Here's my grilled vegetable and provolone baguette.
|Saint Patrick in stained-glass at Saint Benin's Church, Ireland|
|The romantic wicker basket I'd imagined for this bike |
didn't seem as practical as this quick-release mesh basket.
|Pope Francis. Photo: Wikipedia|
|Painting by Jusepe de Ribera via Wikipedia|