ok, so i had to open this post with this picture of paige taken at age ADORABLE, doing a flip off of the diving board. it’s one of my favorite pictures from our many salt-drenched and chlorine tinted summers at the beach club. it was hard leaving my family this trip…maybe because it meant coming back to bills and taking care of myself but i think it just keeps getting harder and harder to be so far away from them. however, it also has to do with just how much of a GOOD.TIME. they all are. that being said, there is no question that i am truly and wholeheartedly so happy to be back with evan. in pretty savannah. i have a few last images from my adventures in the frigid north.
a nice shot of my one random foot (i was sitting cross-legged) with paige’s amazing beat up vintage boots. they look like something pippi longstocking would have worn (that is a compliment). did anyone else get inspired to clean floors while watching that movie? this coming from one of the people least likely to ever derive pleasure from any type of housework/cleaning. ok, moving along.
we had some elderflower cocktails…my favorite delightful, beautiful drink. literally everything about st germain is so delicately pretty and enticing and dare i say, magical. i won’t be so bold as to venture to tell its story, as they do a much better job expounding on the whole history and process. but i will say that we thoroughly enjoyed a simple cocktail of st germain, dry champagne, club soda, and some gorgeous fresh raspberries.
in the most beautiful antique vessels plucked from my mom’s collection.
yesterday i packed up my haul of glittery magpie delights (and managed to keep my hulking suitcase under fifty pounds!).
i feel ready to get back to knitting and scouring and making pretties. if i could just get the rest of my out-of-this-world family to migrate south i would be in HEAVEN.