Today is September 29, a full six days after fall’s official commencement. It’s 88 degrees outside, I’m garbed in shorts & a shirt sans sleeves. The atmosphere sets on its display shelf all the trinkets of summer, yet in my household I’ve fully embraced all the transitional shades, all the scents, all the maple leaves and pumpkins and warming soups. Every cylinder firing in design mode. Continue reading “home | autumnal design & craft”
I don’t claim to be an expert on hosting, or laying a table, or homemaking in general. But as with any art, a delicate eye and a willingness to practice until your hands and soul are raw yields improvement. So I started small with supper audienced by merely my mom and myself, as good a company as I need.