a postcard

from that little bookshop around the corner. 

last weekend, an afternoon whiled away in that 

dusty old bookshop i told you about the other month,

combing the creaky shelves, communing with the books, and 

sifting for treasures. that little nook gets me every time. 

…

happy, happy weekend! and
so long, september! you went wayyyyy too fast.

thursday, thankful.

thankful to be back on my feet after a few 

long days under the covers with toast and tea and christmas 

movies (it sounds like vacation; it really wasn't). 

thankful that i didn't have to make my own 

soup after all. my sweet friends have overwhelmed me 

with love over the past few days, showing up on my doorstep 

with soup and fruit and magazines. as one said, "friends in 

the city are family." we really are, aren't we? 

and, as always, thankful for your sweet

 emails and comments! i'm feeling much, much better.

happy thursday!

xo

*post-edit: my 6 am self is looking pretty ambitious, 

as my 9:57 am self is already back home. so here's 

to tomorrow…

today.

        

                          

today i am in bed with aches and a throbbing 

head cold (on the day i was supposed to get my flu shot, go

 figure) and suddenly i am five years old again, only this time the

house is a tiny apartment, i'll make my own soup, and no one is 

rubbing my back. funny how being sick can make you 

miss home more than anything else.

so today, a few photos i've been meaning to share with you

 for weeks now. they're from a stormy friday night on the high line,

 that westside park with the elevated railroad tracks and interesting

 flora. i love those old tracks and wildflowers. it's such 

a curious space on the fringe of the city.

anyway, i'm off to make friends with orange

 juice and sleep. see you tomorrow!

the weekend.

it has meant so much to me to have some of

 my family here for a girls' weekend over the past few days. we

 visited farmer's + flea markets, tried turkish food, saw a stand up comedy show,

 stayed up way too late, and just really made the most of their 

few days in town. it was really wonderful. family time

 spoils me every time. 

 i can't believe how quickly 

that weekend went. september, too…we're already in 

the last week! how is this happening???

a postcard

from autumn in new york.

this was the week boots and tights moved to the front of my

closet, it was all of a sudden dark at 7 pm, and i marched into 

bloomingdale's and bought my very first red lipstick. silly?

definitely. but i've always wanted to try it and i'm thinking that if

  ever there was a time and place to rock mysterious red, 

autumn in new york is it.

…

happy weekend!

xo

breakfast at tiffany's.

because i like breakfast and endless-possibility-weekends and friends with great ideas. and getting up bright and early to admire the windows lining fifth avenue with pumpkin lattes and apple fritters. i don't love most touristy things, but i do love these windows, and if you are ever in new york, don't miss them. particularly at christmastime. that's when the real fun begins.

the midweek farmer's market.

i am a big fan of little midweek indulgences over here, just a happy something here
and there to get my day going, to be sweet to a friend, or sometimes just because.

 a joe latte on my way to work once or twice a week usually does it, but lately
i've found that even the farmer's market feels luxurious when seen from a weekday
 rather than saturday afternoon-colored glasses. i need to do this more often.

ferry boat to ikea.

a downside to city life is that trips to target and places like that turn into 

major events…you can't just run down the street when you need something. an upside to city life is that trips to target and places like that turn into major events….you just plan your whole saturday around your ikea trip and you save lots of money while getting everything you need plus a little ferry boat ride with a pretty view. 

ikea is a new york novelty to me. we didn't have one in south carolina and 

i wouldn't have fully appreciated it even if we did. ikea makes it easy to organize your life into a <400 square foot studio. it also makes me ask myself questions like, do i need a wok?

it's the little things to get excited over, you know?