February 22, 2011
January 29, 2011
this doesn’t mean that i wasn’t saving pictures or thinking of things to post… in fact, my desktop is littered with images, and it’s driving me a little crazy. i‘ve grouped some of them into clusters that i will try posting within the next week or so.
…and i do apologize to those of you who keep reminding me of the date of my last post… you know who you are.
September 15, 2010
first stop san francisco, with portland and seattle following shortly behind…. and a few other places along the way.
i‘m a lucky girl because i have family and friends dotted along the coast who are graciously allowing me to stay with them, and kindly pointing me in the right direction… whichever way that may be.
i just feel like a traveling fool lately. magnificently foolish.
images with thanks to horst diekgerdes, anastassia nelson
July 22, 2009
my mom (the tall blonde next to the grapes, hi mom!) and i headed to the saturday morning farmers market here in santa barbara, where we had wheatgrass shots, listened to bluegrass, and of course, sampled the goods.
everyone has their own favorite strawberry stand or guy that they buy their tomatoes from. they come here to buy roasted almonds, lavender oils and fresh seafood. the protocol for baskets even differs as much as the people who carry them… some push carts, some carry hand-woven baskets, and the lucky ones have filled-to-the-brim radio flyers.
don’t fret if you are busy saturday mornings, however, as the market moves to the lower half of state street on tuesday afternoons.
July 22, 2009
there are few days that i get to feel like katharine hepburn.
today was one of them.
you see, i had the great pleasure of flying along the coast in this beautiful waco biplane.
if you ever get a chance to fly in one of these planes, do it, as there really is nothing like it.
“If you always do what interests you, at least one person will be pleased.”
May 29, 2009
i saw these lilacs last weekend at the union square farmers market ($8 a bunch).
whichever city i’m in, i love exploring the local farmers market. as much as they are similar, they are all different in the variety of things being sold.
where the one in santa barbara might have an abundance of heirloom tomatoes and ripe strawberries, the one in new york might have bushels of apples and meats and maple syrup.
go explore your local farmers market.