[fresh picked blueberries]
[gerber daisy floating centerpieces]
[my purple rain boots (Original Hunter Wellington Rain Boot in Aubergine, Hunter Boots - $135, available here)]
[a seed pod from a faded flower]
[a batch of these sea salt chocolate chip cookies ready for the oven]
I'm not yet fully in fall mode, but tomorrow marks the official end of summer and the beginning of autumn. I've already unearthed my rain boots from my closet (I must say I did not miss them), switched to favoring deeper colors like the oranges and reds of changing leaves (captured perfectly by those beautifully simple floating flowers), and started manically baking like I need the heat from the oven to stay warm (on some nights I do). I'll miss summer–it was a good one–but I'm ready for the changes a new season brings.
What do you think? Are you looking forward to fall?
[pastel wooden rabbits]
[the real thing at a local petting zoo]
[my 'pillarbox red' The Leather Satchel Co. bag + daffodils]
[a hand-decorated Ukrainian Easter egg]
[the garden's earliest bloomer, arabis caucasica 'rock cress' snow cap]
The nice thing about Easter is that unlike Christmas its "season" doesn't really end when the actual date on the calendar passes. The holiday is synonymous with spring and renewal and accordingly all the flowers, pastel colors, and time spent outdoors continue to be celebrated long after the day's last basket or chocolate bunny has been unwrapped. Every year I'm reminded of how photogenic flowers remain and how fun Easter decorations can be–those painted rabbits are adorable and the details on the Ukrainian egg are stunning. I can't wait to translate the season's best aspects to my outfit choices.
What do you think? What are your Easter plans?
I can't bear to throw away old things–whether it's clothes, accessories, or household knick-knacks–because I'm always wind up imagining them reborn in new functions. That's why I was pleased to stumble upon an old box of Halloween decorations this year. I love the cheesy plastic pumpkins that I found buried in there as much as I do the more subdued home-spun stitched fabrics stretched in old frames. What's old became new in different arrangements, and I'm really enjoying the resulting spooky transformation at home.