Thursday, December 18, 2014


New Orleans does something to me. The city has some hold on me, and awakens me, and is always teaching me about letting go.

We spent most of our recent trip wandering through the streets - revisiting old favorites, but mostly just enjoying being back there. 

Tuesday, December 16, 2014

humans of new york.

"When I was 19, my girlfriend and I were going to study in Paris. Our boyfriends came to the docks to see us off. Right as we were getting on the ship, my friend's boyfriend said to her: 'If you go, I won't wait for you.' So she turned around and decided to stay. My fiance saw this and told me: 'I won't wait for you either.'

I said: 'Don't!'" 

Have you seen Humans of New York? It's certainly not new news, but every once in a while a post flits across my screen and I am captivated. The human experience is so wonderfully individual, and in this and it twists and turns and feelings, so totally connecting. Again, not new news. 

I loved this story above. I can imagine her telling this story over and over , I can hear the laugh that follows. I imagine her grandchildren seeing a glimpse of her when she was young and cherishing it.

My grandma - her twin is too - was a chronicler of stories, particularly of our families. She'd pass on stories of generations past, she'd write her own childhood memories, and she would compile books on books of photos spanning from the 1800s to our own baby photos. Every time I saw her, it seemed she was working on a new book for our father or our aunt or uncle or one of her grandchildren. Each photo was carefully captioned with her notes--narrations of the photo or a brief family history or simply the date and location. Her handwriting delicate and sloppy, her thoughts and her heart right there on the page. I loved listening to her share our history. She saw it as a collective history, moving forward with each generation. 

I love to hear other peoples' stories - small, but significant. I think, especially now in the wake of recent events and in the holiday season, it's important to take notice of these. To notice others, and to love. Be good to one another. Today and always.

image and quote via Humans of New York

Monday, August 25, 2014

Friday, August 22, 2014

// a tribe.

I've had my people, my tribe on my mind a lot lately.  Most of the time there are a lot of miles between me and many of them. But I am always grateful for their listening ears, open hearts and their raucous ways. My humans, my weirdos, my home, my tribe.

happy weekend xx.

source: image via

Wednesday, August 20, 2014

// this weekend-last weekend.

This weekend little brother flew south for college. But last weekend we convened at the lake for one last hurrah, the three of us plus a couple we've added over the years. And I think it was the best way for us to round out this summer, even if it was brief.

There's been a lot of change this summer for all of us. But I am looking forward to what this fall holds for us. 

Monday, August 18, 2014

Wednesday, August 13, 2014

// a dinner party for the end of summer

A dinner party for the end of summer - a comfortable outfit. Serving board for cheese and bread because every meal should  be cheese and bread. A record player for the tunes. The convenience of a water bottle to sit on the table, wine glasses because there should always be wine. And Jungle because I can't get enough of it right now.