Pumpkin lasagna, sheet pan chicken, three October reads, and a Stockholm home with a box bed Good morning, friends. Happy Friday. Is it still fall? The weather here has been so beautiful this week, warm and sunny more like a late spring afternoon than October. I am not complaining. The view from the porch stopped…
A closet saga with a happy ending, a Moncrief London bag, a novel about a girl who cannot stop moving, and a Hackney home that is all frames. The closet pole is back in the wall. Three extra holes had to be patched after a couple of false starts, but it is reinforced now with…
Rosy Quartz on my fingers, three OPI shades fighting for position on my toes, and the drugstore impulse buy I did not see coming. There is a moment every spring — somewhere between the last cold morning and the first really warm afternoon — when I look down at my hands and think: it is…
