Morning Walks

This extraordinarily large Sycamore leaf, which Tall Husband had framed recently, was found on our neighborhood walking trail. Just for comparison, note the leaf tucked beneath the frame. It was found last year on the same tree...and we thought it was large. The framed leaf is 12" x 12".

Early morning walks along a wooded trail are magical. Everyone else is still sleeping, so you have the cool, dewy world to yourself. Your senses seem keener...eyes and ears are sharper; the smells from the forest floor rise up to greet you. You see, smell and hear things you would have missed, had you waited for the sun to climb a bit higher in the sky...like this gigantic Sycamore leaf that was just within reach.

Pulpoetry at Found

Last night at Found, Barbara Hill, the designer of The New York Times, Dwell, and Metropolitan Home fame, presented her original Pulpoetry...film noiresque narrative which was silk screened onto cushions and chairs. I tell you, Barbara channeled Bogey and Bacall for this wonderful production.

In the Big City there are hundreds of interesting people and they were all at Found last night. (Oh, dear, I think some of the noir rubbed off on me!)

The lady with the long red hair is Barbara Hill...of course.

Talk about pillow talk...click on the photos to see what pillows are saying these days.

And could one resist bringing home a little something? Well, not this one. Later, over at My Ranchburger, I'll show you the classy item that Tall Husband and I couldn't leave without. It just spoke to us.

P.S. Designer/Blogger Carolina of Carolina Eclectic was there. Can't wait to see her photos, as they are always fantastic.

P.P.S. I was lamenting to Barbara Hill about missing out on the purchase of her famous home in Marfa, Texas, when she told me that the dance hall she has just redone is available. "The Bunny Dance Hall?" No, it just doesn't have that alliteration and cadence I crave. And Tall Husband refuses to move to Marfa.