Wednesday, February 23, 2011

A Birthday Snow Day

It's the love of my life's birthday today and we woke today to an unexpected blanket of snow. Quite a shocking amount for this part of the world at this time of the year. Yes, I know I'm Canadian but I'm a west-coaster and I swear snow is rare in this part of the country. The Mister is originally from Winnipeg, though, so this weather is reminding him of all his childhood birthdays.

I meant to hold off from giving him his pile of birthday presents until after dinner, but snow plus gifts was just too Christmas-y an opportunity to pass up, so we did the unwrapping this morning. (We rarely get snow at Christmas either!)



As he trudged to work on foot I spent the first part of my morning making him something sweet. Not a cake this year... but that's all I'm going to say in case he takes a peek at this blog. It was just so nice to spend a little time in the kitchen on this glorious snow day creating something festive.



Now, let's see if we'll be able to dig out the car and get to our dinner reservation.

Happy Birthday, My Love!

The Mister in warmer weather!


xoxox,

K

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Thursday, February 17, 2011

Nineteen Twenty-Two

I've been meaning to share this for quite some time. A dear friend sent this to me and I've neglected to pass it on until now. Look at these now faded beauties... colour footage from 1922. Truly stunning!



xoxox,

K

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Wednesday, February 16, 2011

Wordless Wednesday






xoxox,

K

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Tuesday, February 15, 2011

Fair Isle

I believe I'm a little late to the Noa Noa party. I've known of the line by reading posts here and there by various bloggers, but it wasn't until I came across an image in the UK version of Country Living of the perfect hand-knit fair isle cardigan that I took notice. I loved the soft blue and bright green of this one. It looked so pretty with that red hair.


Photo courtesy of Country Living UK


Since then I've learned that a little shop in Victoria called Sweet Nancy's sells this lovely vintage-inspired line and I was lucky enough to find the very cardigan I fell in love with in print.




I've been spending time on the Noa Noa site tonight dreaming of which spring pieces may find their way to my fair isle soon.

xoxox,

K

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Red Roses

But when, O Wells! thy roses came to me,
My sense with their deliciousness was spelled:
Soft voices had they, that with tender plea
Whispered of peace, and truth, and friendliness unquelled.

~ John Keats

My husband gave me Red Roses for Valentine's Day. No, not a dozen forced and scentless blooms, but a fragrance I'd been curiously coveting for some time. It seems the trip to the mainland was not just to visit his father, but to find this scent not available on our island. I'm told he battled high seas and rain and traffic to find the Jo Malone counter in a department store in Vancouver.



And... it's gorgeous. Seven summer roses, including two of my favourites - the Hansa and the Don Juan - crushed violets and a base of slowly melting beeswax candles. Deeply lovely. Oh, he's good!

I've been trying to find the perfect rose perfume for years. When I was about 16 or so I got it into my head that I wanted to smell like roses. I do not know where this rather romantic notion came from, but I made a firm decision that this would be my signature. I wasn't committed to one particular rose scent, just to the concept that most things in the little universe that was my bathroom would be rose-scented.

Years later I drifted and had flings with jasmine, vanilla, lily and fig. But rose - my true love for rose still burned, tucked away in my heart of many pockets.

I've been noticing a return to rose in my life. There's a bottle of Crabtree and Evelyn's Rosewater and Glycerin bubble bath by the tub keeping company with LUSH's Turkish Delight shower cream. Both remind me of grandmotherly roses in some ways... a sweet and comforting rosiness. In the medicine cabinet there's a large bottle of Thayer's Rose Petal Witch Hazel toner... the scent and the old fashioned packaging please me every morning. A bottle of Weleda's Wild Rose deodorant spray sits next to it which smells like a wild, windswept, woody rose bower and not like chemical armpit, thank you very much.



My Dad grows beautiful roses. He's always had the ability to coax copious blooms out of reluctant, woody stems. Tea roses, floribundas, miniatures, climbers of great strength and vitality. My own roses are not as exuberant, but I do try. If all else fails in my garden this year at least I can pretend to be one!

xoxox,

K

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Friday, February 11, 2011

The Pleasures of Grey, Solitary Days

The day began with the drive to the ferry to drop off the Mister as he needed to head to the mainland to visit his father. I'm resolving to find ways of enjoying our time apart as best I can. I needed a little cheering, so I promptly took myself to a little gluten-free bakery for solitary treats.

Now, sourdough may not be your idea of blissful indulgence, but to someone who has given up gorgeous wheat-based artisan breads this loaf is heaven. Chewy, soft... no hint of rice flour-i-ness. (I have no idea how to describe most rice breads to someone who hasn't tasted them! Not always pleasant.) I couldn't resist picking up a chai spice muffin too. Origin Bakery, for the curious.

I'm embracing the change in weather. I can feel in the air the final weeks of tweeds and twills and velvets. As much as I love summer dressing, I think cold-weather textures are a little closer to my heart. And so, let it drizzle... but let my love come home soon.







xoxox,

K

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Thursday, February 10, 2011

Winter Sunshine

The house is filled with the scent of lilies and summer berries. A transporting thing - my senses taking me quite out of February and dropping me in some far-off August. I'm feeling very grateful for freezers and hothouses today. I'm also thankful for this burst of sunshine, freshly painted toenails and a visit from Gris Gris the (getting-less-by-the-day) feral cat.

The forecast predicts rain now for days and days. Time to put my plum-y toes away!









xoxox,

K

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Wednesday, February 9, 2011

Eugene and Berenice

A couple of weeks ago I caught the first half of a documentary that set me thinking about returning to this blog. There are times when I lack anything inspirational to share (or at least I think I do). It's nice to get jolted awake by something beautiful again. Eugene and Berenice features the haunting old photos of a man named Eugéne Atget.











Photos courtesy of www.atgetphotography.com

xoxox,

K

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Tuesday, February 8, 2011

Accidental Duet

As thoughts turn to Valentine's, I thought I'd share this far too adorable ad for those of you who have not had the pleasure of seeing it.



xoxox,

K

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