{hello | late-week musings & the things we always come back to}

. . . there are things we always come back to, one of which was intimated last week, and on this [romantically] overcast thursday, in a dusky café with a stack of [more] thank you cards to write, have been drawn, again and again, to this breezy, springtime-perfect room -- first published here, [like betsey johnson's pink manhattan apartment], in 2007, with the actual image, astonishingly, dating back to 2001, and yet, the clamshell-ruffle appliqué tablecloth, draped along the hardwood and shaped from a continuous two-hundred-yard-long strip of damask, is as breathtaking today, as it was so long ago . . .

{p.s.} the first great love story still to come x


[image: scan, from martha stewart living, photography by james merrell]

{the last of the outdoor dinner parties}

. . . while the lavender has long gone, the scent lingers still, and the sun still shines warmly and brightly, and before it is too late, perhaps this weekend, one last outdoor dinner party, before the leaves begin to fall . . .







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