Friday, December 4, 2015

Crystal Cove Bonus Pics - This is How Life Should Be


For the weekend.




Oh these should be joyful pictures.  But I don't feel joy right now.  The most neutral way to described it is discouraged. But I'm sure you can imagine what I and others are feeling after another awful two weeks in America and in our world.  I'm sure you feel it too.

See you Monday.  Hold your loved ones close.  Make something beautiful.  Find somewhere beautiful like this to spend the day with them.

I send you all my best wishes and love.  Our world deserves better.  We all do.




Monday, November 30, 2015

Crystal Cove - A Thanksgiving Weekend Interlude, Part One


We made no plans for Thanksgiving this year


because of our very sick boy cat who was causing us big worries.


All the medicines and a hospital stay seemed to have helped him.  


He's pulled through and is miraculously eating and getting around to all his favorite places.


So Thanksgiving Day arrived and we had plenty to be thankful for.  And instead 


of crashing someone's turkey dinner, we went to Crystal Cove.


Sometimes I have to pinch myself.  It's hard to believe that places like this still exist


in the world.  And in America.


Of course we picked one of the very best days to visit it.  Because everyone else was


around their Thanksgiving tables and watching football.


It also felt like a blessing and a miracle.


We might have to make it our new Thanksgiving tradition.





Friday, November 27, 2015

Collioure - For Color


Famous for making Matisse a Fauve.......


Collioure is a sweet, slightly touristy small town


originally famous for it's sardines.

Now it's possible to find there...wines of the terroir


oysters, too, at the market......


artisanal cider


but mostly, quiet streets


arty moments (no lace curtains?  paint your own!  L-O-V-E-L-Y)


story book views


and


color


COLOR


R.


Collioure could possibly


change your perspective


on life.  You could withdraw from the world


  to Collioure, to spend your moments praying on the greater ideas that shape our lives.


Or contemplating and practicing the beauty that surrounds you.  And the making 


of it.  By your hands, or another's.


Or you could just plump for the sweet life.


Hanging out with your good buddies from morning to night.


Then eventually and ultimately..... tuck into some safe haven.  Just to do the same tomorrow.


Collioure says "Yes" to life.  And to the little bit of FAUVE in us all.

(Hope it was a good Thanksgiving!  For those of you who had turkey.  xoxo)






Tuesday, November 24, 2015

London Tasting - Liberty Prints


I still have France photos....of Collioure at least.


But for now, a little taste


of the London week that followed our September French idyll.


So, photos of my orgy of Liberty


"leches-vitrines".


A girlfriend once made me a dress of Liberty fabric.


But these days I feel that I should be much younger, slimmer, richer.......


in order to get away with wearing these delightful, filmy prints.


I especially loved this blue paisley: a little more "grown up" - and blue is so of-the-moment now.


I do already have fabric and plans to make my own lounge-bathrobe.  (Admission:  I often blog in my bathrobe - and garden.....so you know it should be a pretty one.)


Should I set all those plans aside and start afresh with Liberty prints?  What would you do?????








Friday, November 20, 2015

Decorating in Bleu, Blanc, Rouge - Dominic West's House via Lonny


Actually I found these on Home and Garden  (see the blogroll) but they were on Lonny


This is the Shepherd's Bush, London home of Dominic West and his (very cute I think) and creative 


(and apparently quite posh) wife, landscape designer Catherine FitzGerald.


Can we agree that she is most probably the one to credit for this lovely English


arty mix


of (turquoise) blues, creamy and bright whites,

 

and red (peeking out of the corner next to the frig).  LOVE this fresh unpretentious mix.



HOPE IT'S A BETTER WEEKEND.


 (We are still thinking of  those of you with broken hearts, for whom this week has been too long and too short and too cruel. )