I had purchased a trifle bowl many years ago thinking I would learn to make an English trifle. While I love having the trifle bowl on my pantry shelf filled with silver baby cups collected over many years, including my own and my grandmother’s, it occurred to me it would be fun to attempt a trifle for our family Thanksgiving gathering at my brother-in-law’s family home.
I love peering inside shop windows and on any walking trip through a town or city can be found photographing shop fronts and window displays. I rarely venture inside, focused instead on the lettering on the window or the way the collection of objects are arranged.
Have the trees changed color? This is the curious question from a man about to hike into the Lost Maples Nature Area as we are coming out into the parking lot after a magical morning hiking the Lost Maples Trail and part of the East Trail.
About an hour and a half north of San Antonio (17 miles north of Fredericksburg, Texas) is the Enchanted Rock State Natural Area. Now that we are unpacked and somewhat
I love to read British, Italian, and Australian Vogue online with my morning coffee. I discovered them during the pandemic and find I really enjoy keeping up with the news on fashion and design. There are often inspirational photos like one of Gabrielle ‘Coco’ Chanel reclining on a sofa. Knowing something about current fashion also gives me a connection to my nieces.
I’ve been writing the words, “Texas Hill Country” and assuming you are familiar with this place. To be honest, coming from Houston, I wasn’t always sure what or where the Hill Country was and so, have decided this post will be dedicated to the discoveries I have made thus far in defining for me the Texas Hill Country.
Continuing to reflect on scent leads to an exploration of what I have encountered and then, to actively seeking information and inspiration through books and film.
When I was a little girl I used to play with my mother’s cosmetics; holding the metal tube of lipstick close to my nose to smell the perfumed waxy smell and opening near empty bottles of old perfume to see if there was any scent lingering behind.
Standing on tiptoe, breath fogging the glass of the multi-shelved vitrines filled with vintage trinkets, craning my neck to see the price…
Our house is shaped like the letter H with a covered porch spanning the two rear “arms” in back. While we could bring our indoor furniture with us when we moved, we didn’t have any outdoor furniture for the porch.