This is so beautiful. Love, love, this song.
If only life were as simple as waiting for the radiator to begin hissing in the early evening. Oh, Milli.
I went for coffee and doughnuts. But the sun was shining so bright on Saturday morning, that Michelle and I stayed to stroll along the brightly colored doors of Temescal Alley, with its racks of highly curated vintage clothing, local artisan jewelry, and a store stocked with everything you’d need to build the perfect terrarium.
In my haul: An amazing japanese 70s-80s cropped dolman sweater, an even MORE amazing (almost fluorescent in the light) purple hanging plant called a Wandering Jew, a candle, and a cool rooster print I framed as soon as I got home.
Found at the back of my closet: The perfect off-white leather slip-on maryjanes for the days in-between the sun and the rain.
Back home with the radiator heat hissing, a quiet early morning absent of Milli, (who would have been all over my toast) free to enjoy this slice of walnut bread with almond butter, among cooking magazines and short fiction books.
Ready for the day.