Fall here is a time of saturated greens. Torrential rain occasionally strips the petals off the late roses and spindly white phlox (a stalwart of the fall border if I’ve ever seen one), but the rest of the time they glow against dense ivies, hydrangea and hibiscus. We are celebrating the return of warm hued teas and muted cardigans, apples and concord grapes. Also, there is a new puppy, but that is neither here nor there.
My computer died on Monday and in the transition to a new MacBook Air/Lion, iPhoto seems to have destroyed my library. It appears I’ve lost everything from the past month completely and other dates selectively so I guess I better get on with shooting some new material. The photo above obviously has no connection to the text, it was just pretty and sometimes that’s more important.
Atmospheric date-night restaurants in NYC
Documentary about the guy who plays Elmo. Could it be more adorable?
Two of my favorite things together: Urn of roses.
Old Globe and Mail article on a 220 square foot house