7.6.12

never afeard are we










Ride your horse along the edge
of the sword
Hide yourself in the middle
of the flames
Blossoms of the fruit tree will
bloom in the fire
The sun rises in the evening.


Zen and the Birds of Appetite
TMerton































london calling





















more london, later; 
meanwhile, waiting for the olympics via
the inimitable
fabulous
indubitably 
magic
















(the queen only looks more and more as simon doonan saw her, doesn't she? fascinating.)

5.6.12

anniversaries











































today, for us, is thirty years;
in two days, my parents
will celebrate their fifty-fourth.
life is good.














links to photos:
i think the cabin is remodelista and
i know the foxes are here at ohmycavalier, &
the well-striped climbers are via like butter! and the
house? chris theiss @hutchstudio, etsy, i do believe.


have a brilliant tuesday, everyone. w/ love.
seriously.