Monthly Archives: February 2012

twenty four hours | san francisco

I hadn’t planned on going to the city. But Monday came after too quiet of a weekend. And about 10 in the morning, as I was finishing my coffee, I started thinking. I should have taken the day off. Maggie … Continue reading

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Five Senses Monday

Good morning, friends. I just wanted to wish you a very quick happy Monday and offer a few Five Senses. Play along in the comments or on your own blog. And let me know what fun stuff you did this … Continue reading

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Those river roads | Old Sugar Mill

What is it about these river roads that always seems to lead me to some place new and full of magic? Sometimes it’s just a particularly stunning sunset or a grove of fruit trees. Other times, it’s an entire city, … Continue reading

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Five Senses … Tuesday | Tidbits of life recently

Happy Tuesday, friends. Did you have a 3-day weekend? I think they are probably my favorite things, ever. I stayed close to home this weekend, which meant Monday was used to get caught up on all those little things, like … Continue reading

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The city from Sophia’s point of view

My niece Sophia is usually the one in front of my camera, posing for me on Winnebagos in daisy bell-bottoms and with vintage suitcases in fields. But a few days ago, we switched it up, and she went behind the … Continue reading

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Have you met Friday?

Friday. The best day of the week. I try to tell myself that I am in love with other days of the work week. That I love Monday for its fresh starts or Thursday because we’ve accomplished something by that … Continue reading

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Stockton Flea Market | Shooting from the hip

When I was a little girl, my family and I would spend some Sunday mornings walking through the flea market near our home. It was the kind of the flea market that felt like there were just rows and rows … Continue reading

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