Archive for the ‘lil’ edie moment’ Category

~packing~

Saturday, September 8th, 2018

~further signs of spring~

Saturday, April 7th, 2018

We drove 104 miles to Massachusetts to rescue this Victorian wicker set.

~further signs of spring~

Sunday, March 25th, 2018

Someone gallantly wrangles a couple pallets for his favorite gardner to upcycle into flower boxes, and that silly spoiler serves yet again…

~four, all of the above~

Saturday, March 17th, 2018

plexiglass reliquary #2: the second page of a letter dated March 23, 1945, wherein Tennessee Williams describes the plot of a new play he’s been immersed in (tentatively titled, Blanche’s Chair in the Moon or The Moth). I love this document for two reasons– I dearly relate to him trying to pitch to his agent […]

~traveler of both time and space~

Friday, January 19th, 2018

In the sunrise hours of January 19th, beneath a frigid sky sheltering Hudson Valley’s shorn and snowy vistas, the radio waves’ Kashmir spurring ever onward, this Italo-German manifest the tenacity, ingenuity, and can-do spirit of our nation’s foremothers and fathers as he charioted a trusty U-Haul cargo van to the New York State capital’s federal […]

~my love to keep me warm~

Sunday, January 14th, 2018

That the car was incased in a thick layer of ice that required a lengthy tea ceremony to simply gain access might have deterred lesser adventurers, but we had a bookcase and Turkish-ish rug to procure for someone’s office, and like Billie, had our love to keep us warm. So we crossed the Housatonic river into […]

~donk day afternoon~

Tuesday, July 25th, 2017

Monster Olds Cutlass Supreme, aka Donk. Window sticker reads: “Yours can go fast, but mine can go anywhere.”

~nests~

Tuesday, June 6th, 2017

A field mouse snuck inside my dresser to plunder fluff from handmade socks, and wasps made their second nest of the season in our mailbox.  

~O.G. of the O.C.~

Monday, May 29th, 2017

While making coffee I spied a friend’s neighbors redressing their presidential mannequin–switching it up from Cinco de Mayo’s OG Bad Hombre to whatever this look is meant to evoke. Kindly note the r/w/b pinwheel atop cowboy hat. That took some doing.

~lawd, tennyson~

Tuesday, March 28th, 2017

“In the spring an old queen’s fancy lightly turns to thoughts of easter egg fros.”

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