Tag Archive: Vintage

the more it snows …

Number Four and I were knocked over by stomach flu this week. It was grisly, so we won’t venture back there. Except to say that when my bout reached fever-pitch, Number Three’s friend… Continue reading

weekend roundup: toronto

The wind roared, the cold sunk into my bones, and it snowed. Really snowed, with flakes fluttering and twinkling on wild flashes of sun. It was a weekend for visiting family and traversing… Continue reading

mood indigo

photos by: bliss {in images}

off the clock

Welcome to my Wednesday weekend! A couple of days off, smack dab in the middle of the week while the working world spins madly on. I’ve been taking it down a notch, getting… Continue reading

nooks and crannies

Sometimes joy waits quietly for you in the places you see everyday, but forget to notice …

tea and a boy

Number Four’s been given a get-out-of-school-free card today. He’s home nursing the remnants of an allergic reaction turned to a cold. We’ve eaten homemade breakfast sandwiches with too much bacon for him, and… Continue reading

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    The other day while waiting for photos to be printed—and to get out of the stinking heat—I ducked into Urban Outfitters. I'm so not their demographic, but wasting time in air conditioning and browsing STUFF was good enough for me. I did laugh (well ... scoff) at the skimpy Ikat blanket that cost ten billion times what I paid for one in Bali. But then I was lured towards a tabletop of shiny, pretty little things, like dishes for jewelry. And these triangular-shaped glass containers. Not having a hip molecule in my being, I hadn't a clue what to do with them. Was I meant to put a succulent in one? Or jewelry? Suddenly I was overwhelmed by my conspicuousness—People My Age do not lurk here. I took it as a sign to beat it. And then this charming little over-priced plant mister caught my eye. The irony of finding one there when I hadn't been able to anywhere else wasn't lost on me. I took it to the cashier. He swooped it up and said, "I just LOVE these! They remind me of, you know, like Edwardian ladies misting themselves with perfume". I looked at him, suddenly feeling v tired and said, "Um ... it's a plant mister". And he, glaring at me, came back with, "Uh, NOoooo. You put your perfume in it". "Right", I said. "Can you just wrap it in tissue? I'll make sure to spritz myself AND and the plants". Epic Millennial fail ... Nice plant mister. I totally pinched this from my kid @zoe_kate 's Instagram. Because what the hell ... My Nana heart is exploding! Booties stitched by @nadia_c_tan artist extraordinaire. 💓 Lil peaches for breakfast. That is all. 🍑 Sat morning quiet (aka The Teenager is still in the man cave ... )
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