cake walk

remember cake walks?

my first one was in mrs. pfister's kindergarten classroom at the castro lane elementary school carnival. it was weird being at school at night. even weirder was the mix of adults and kids vying for the baked beauties. we obediently paraded in a circle while mrs. agan played the piano (no records here, this was the real thing), carefully stepping on the letters and numbers where my bottom sat that very morning patiently awaiting finger painting time (and wishing that melissa rea would sit down already so we could get on with it!). the music stopped and...I'm not sure what happened next. can anyone remember the rules? did you have some sort of ticket? did they draw for the letters/numbers? all I know is that I didn't win the coveted strawberry cake.

now I can make my own and won't it look lovely on this gorgeous cake stand by whitney smith at etsy?

ah, kava

do you think one cup of yogi tea equals 90 minutes of actual yoga?

just trying to justify taking the easy wind down from a frustrating day.

I guess it's better than margaritas and cigarettes.

saturday with spirits

I spent a few peaceful hours at the old city cemetery in lynchburg on saturday. the season's beauty is just beginning to emerge. it was a perfect space of nature, history, and spirit (both departed and present).

as I was nearing the end of my walk, I heard a joyous voice over by the children's garden, "mommy, look what I found for my fairy house!" the sweet girl's exhilaration at a found object was surpassed only when she flew high in the sky on the old wooden swing. her mother graciously allowed me to capture her pure joy in the experience.

what a place.

corgi triptych

my muse, simon, and I are in a blue period.

dream holiday

the lovely bloggers at desiretoinspire posted about hotel particulier montmartre this week. can you just imagine staying here while in paris? it's absolutely perfect.

things I like about my job #1

in an effort to be more positive about my day job, I'm focusing on small things that I take for granted about it every day. the big thing, of course, is that I actually have a decent job while some do not. so I'm going to be grateful.

#1: I don't have to wear a stuffy suit and pantyhose to work (well, except maybe when I have court). I get to wear jeans and my favorite pointy-toe aqua pumps.