Hanging out home alone when a loud meow came from the front door. This cat, who it turns out I also photographed in June, scooched inside and wandered about my house for five minutes while I tried, in vain, to herd him out. After trying to make a new life in my laundry fort, I finally managed to make him leave.
My silver rings, mainly Meadowlark lives in one silver lined bowl on my dresser. I really must organise it more.
The final day of 2013. I headed up the coast to Hokio Beach and a beach house far from cell service let alone wifi. The sun and the wind were out in force.
I saw in the New Year with aging hippies, someone more-than-lovely, and a lot of wine. Woodsmoke and seasalt and a smile on my face.
Dashing by to get some Hungry and Frozen cookbooks signed, I stopped to take a photo of this lovely sign.
I tried to take a photo on Saturday and my camera lens fell apart. Completely in two.
I guess when I drunkenly bumped my camera on Friday night it was … slightly harder than I remember it being.
Crazy gusts of wind took down three storey scaffolding and closed Willis Street.
My office also swayed so much in the wind I felt a wee bit seasick.
(This was also the day I officially came out and y’all were so nice & supportive)