We’ve never lived so high. And granted, parts of our view are chimneys, dirty roofs, and project housing. But there’s so many days we’ve been lost in thought looking at the beauty still bestowed in this city-scape. For example, right now, there’s So Much Snow Flurries! And this high up, they do kind of dance, and then there’s the billowing white smoke, I wonder if it’s steam coming from the neighborhood laundromat. It gets lost in this gray-scape. And other mornings, when the pink sun reflects off of the other glass paneled high-rises and that’s our morning hello. And we love even more so the lazy weekend days that are so bright and sunny and flood through our windowpanes and tell us, yes, sip some of that coffee, read a bit of that book and be at peace.
Oh! Also happy because yesterday Clam made me 3 racks of Valentine’s day lamb. And paired it with a lovely red Cab from South Africa. We’re so adult! Love this one.
On another note, I’ve also continued with watercolors for our invitations. This year is the firs time since elementary school that I’ve worked with watercolors. I think I used to be so afraid because it seemed to run all over the place and I didn’t think much of it because I felt all the colors seemed so washed out. Besides, the elementary school versions of mini puckballs of pigment and dinky brushes really didn’t inspire much. Acrylics were solid and bold and so much cooler in middle school. But now I’ve come back and Love It! (Seems more emotional? If that even makes sense.)