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A Kindred Visit
I recently drove six hours to visit my dearest friend for four days. It was way too short. We began anew at the spot we left off – where the heartsong plays. Comforting,…
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A Green Dress
When I was young and fresh from college, I took a job working for seven male engineers. I was shy but they were not. All were nice men and work was completed, but…
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Something about Heroes
This handsome chap is a friend’s grandfather. His picture received a lot of attention on my Instagram account. Knowing how much I love old photographs, even those of people I don’t know, my…
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Heroines and Dressing Gowns
Also called a robe or a wrapper, the dressing gown is a special garment. My mother always made certain we had warm bathrobes to wear in winter over our pajamas and nightgowns. My…
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Baby Don’t Go
A strange phenomenon occurs when the summer is just about to depart. Like an expectant mother who, although weighted and unwieldy, suddenly throws herself into frenetic nesting, I try to fit in every…
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Summer Skies and Lullabies
As we await the delivery of wedding photographs, we are reminiscing about our happy day. Sunday morning dawned with smokey fog but by noon, the skies peeled back to reveal a lovely Wedgewood…
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Daisy Chain
My passion for daisies knows no bounds and I’m spotting the free-spirited perennial on nearly everything around me. Yesterday I found a vintage silk scarf by famed scarf designer, Vera, peeking out from a…
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Cape Town
When I buy something online, I always like to read the reviews first. They can tip you off to mistakes waiting to happen. But most reviews I find, are quite positive. Best of all, some…
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What Would Cissy Do?
Do you remember them? They are the Davis family from the sitcom Family Affair. Naturally, I aligned with Cissy, the eldest sister. Family Affair was one of those shows that I only saw…
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Inconsequential Miscellany
Speaking of brooches, I just love the cheeky one on the top of this model’s hood. I suspect the image may have been styled by the great Diana Vreeland who was fearless in her…
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The Seventh Day of a Feminine Christmas
Is there a grandmother who doesn’t run out at Christmas to buy her first granddaughter a velvet dress? My mother bought my daughter a Wedgewood blue velvet dress with a matching satin sash…
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On the Sixth Day of a Feminine Christmas
This illustration was taken from my copy of Tasha Tudor’s Christmas book, Take Joy, which is a charming compilation of traditional Christmas fables. This is Della from the O. Henry short story, The…
