Tea at dusk. African pottery I brought home from Nigeria.
Smokey in the mail basket.
He looks nothing like this now -- I had his hair shaved off completely a couple of days ago. No lie. Except for his head and tail. Don't you judge me, I am not some weird creep but my poor little thing was so uncomfortable in the heat with all that long hair I just couldn't watch him suffer. He LOVES his hair short.
I could live on fresh mango juice all year round.
The marina at dawn, at dusk or any other time of the day.
There's a certain vibe about marinas that is so intoxicating.
I sometimes wish grocery store chains would just disappear. Just for a few months.
A public phone that has clearly seen better days.
I kinda hope they'll stick around. Although I doubt anyone still uses them?
Off-beat ethnic eateries.
The combination of that strange green door and that swing just makes me wanna have a hot pressed Cuban sandwich right now -- and I am not even sure what a Cuban sandwich might or might not entail.
Miso soup with mushrooms and green onions.
Every person who ever emailed me asking what I do to "keep fit" owes me a mouthful of coffee, a new keyboard and a clean shirt. Seriously, I am so not fit it cracks me up that anyone would want my advice.
Asian lilies all over our place.
I can't decide what I love most about them, their visual beauty or their scent.
Mother Nature's canvas.
What little odds and ends make you happy?
Thanks for stopping by.
Until next time.