…and so it begins…
…just a little store-bought rosemary tree
thus far, but it gives me a fresh whisper of
anticipation each time I pass it as I go
between kitchen and studio.
p.s. The first egg from our
little women!
…and so it begins…
…just a little store-bought rosemary tree
thus far, but it gives me a fresh whisper of
anticipation each time I pass it as I go
between kitchen and studio.
p.s. The first egg from our
little women!
Laurie December 9, 2010 at 3:15 am
Oh, doesn’t rosemary smell marvelous? Congrat’s on your egg. May there be many more!
Dori December 9, 2010 at 5:04 am
Ohhhhhhh…. Lesley, I don’t know whether to smile or cry at the news of the egg. So, I’m doing a little of both. The babies! Eggs! Oh, my!
A Thousand Clapping Hands December 9, 2010 at 5:05 am
I’ve been thinking of Tasha Tudor the past few days and these images remind me so much of her home at Christmastime. Just lovely.
Catherine
the wild magnolia December 9, 2010 at 9:36 pm
Your style is welcoming and warm and singular.
Rosemary thrills me to my finger tips. I am reborn each time the scent finds me.
These days of December are a blessing to me, thank you!
Blessings! Peace and Joy!