A lazy, sunny sunday at Kew Gardens is a very good way to combat jetlag (especially with a snooze on the grass!). There is so much to see and do, but Kew Palace (newly restored) and the divine Waterlily House are my absolute favorites...ooooohh and a cup of tea at the Orangery!
Out of context, this photograph seems a bit odd ~ the frame for a looking glass, incongruously hung on a fabric backdrop. The verso is annotated with various numbers and prices, so my suspicion is that it was probably part of the photographic record for an estate auction or sale. I wrote my masters thesis on looking glasses, so it appealed to me ~ that and the wonderful strangeness of it.
It has been a while since I did an "inspiration" post. So, as I find my apartment at long last coming together (the contractor put in the last piece of molding yesterday!), I am searching for color. Having spent my entire adult life living in rentals with plain white walls, it is a joy to finally be able to pull paint-color chips. But overwhelming too! I so admire people who fearlessly use bold color. But my eye is drawn to something more subtle...and when you have only 502 square feet of space, a lot of color can be glaring. Looking through my folders, I came across these images, which I pilfered from the NYPL digital library (you can see more here). Wedgwood, of course. Love those grays and creams...with spots of soft blue, lime green, and mustard yellow. A perfect palette. Okay...now it's time to go pick up a paint brush.
Well...mmm...I have been busy. But I have a treat for you ~ I have at long last edited down the 1194 images I took this summer in England, and uploaded my 166 favorites to Flickr! Not an easy task my friends. So, here it is ~ Attingham 2008. Enjoy and xo.
Santa put this little gem in my stocking last Christmas ~ clearly he has a sense of humor! It so perfectly captures my end-of-summer malaise.
Maine is beautiful...even in the fog. The calm, grey morning before Hanna blew through ~ a seal was out looking for his breakfast!
Summer is over so very quickly. You blink...and it is gone. But, I do love those last few days of the season in Maine ~ sunset cocktails on the rocks, plates full of sweet Maine corn, and trees laiden with apples. The days are warm, but the nights are cool. And there is a particular slant of golden light that hints at autumn.
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