We woke yesterday morning to four ravaged frozen pumpkins–stems flung, guts tossed, one dropped down the stairs and dragged along the front walk. I suspect our resident squirrels, and snow tracks reveal they were egged on by the bunny who lives beneath the porch, and the posse of deer who scat about, and I don’t […]
As we count the hours until our first house is finally bought, we say goodbye to that chapter, hello…?
Field trip to the East to a flea remembered in Prenzlauer Berg became a lesson in the one Sunday of the year every Berlin flea is closed, appropriately called Totensonntag (Sunday of the Dead) or Ewigkeitssonntag (Eternity Sunday).
Heart-shaped sunglasses, heart-shaped leaves, and then L came by to alert me to some vintage bakeware on the sidewalk and strewn among the boxes were thirteen of these.
Father Time (or Baby New Year?) left a surprise outside our door this morning… 2015 was looking rather fossilized for some until “coal” revealed itself to be sugar.
From the depths of a kitchen jungle, Swami Cookie speaks: “Behind the cookie is hidden a pattern; that we—I mean all fuzzy monsters—are connected with this; that the whole world is a work of art; that we are parts of the work of art. Hamlet or a Beethoven quartet is the truth about this vast […]
14th street time warp wonder cabinet.
Someone has been nibbling the soap, and trailing Alfonso right up the front steps.
(click to expand image) L. Frank Baum’s Silver Shoes notoriously became Technicolor Ruby Slippers, but lesser known is this pair done in an Arabian style–more fanciful but not entirely unlike W.W. Denslow’s original illustrations–and rejected, after testing. Until recently these were held by Debbie “I’ve been collecting for 45 years and I’m only 40.” Reynolds. […]