I spotted this queen conch shell stamp in the mail the other day, and it felt like a reminder that the official start of summer is almost here (this Friday!)
It took me a while to realize that the wallpaper at a local bakery was actually dictionary pages. A book lovers dream.
Over the holiday weekend my husband and I went on a food tour in the NoDa neighborhood here in Charlotte. One of the things it introduced us to is the “Virginia Slice” at Benny Pannello. A whole pizza 28 inches in diameter, and one slice is easily the largest slice of pizza I’ve ever eaten (taking up two paper plates!) The box’s were
It’s been a long workweek, but little things have brightened it up, like these gorgeous stamps I spotted in the mail on Wednesday. The weekend holds a lot to look forward to, I’m celebrating my husband’s birthday at fantastic steakhouse on Saturday, and seeing a matinee showing of an opera with my sister on Sunday.
The beginning of May is always an exciting time for me, because it is finally consistently warm enough to sit outside during my lunch break. Few things make me happier. It just seems easier to write when I’m surrounded by warm sun and fresh air, versus frigid air conditioning and muffled phone conversations. Above is the view from the outside seating at a local breakfast spot I like to frequent. What’s your favorite spot?
I love taking evening walks after work on the trails behind my house, always on the lookout for animal sightings. I love all the detail you can see in this little snail’s shell, even though it was barely larger than a dime.
One of my favorite places to visit here in Charlotte is the Latta Plantation Nature Preserve. I’ve written about my visits to the preserve before, and the thing I love about going back is that that something new always catches my eye. Sprawling over 1,460 acres with 16 miles of trails, it is the perfect place to hike and unwind. This visit came after a week of heavy rain, and what stuck out to me was all of the newly exposed roots. Twisting out of the grown, jutting out of the swollen lake, they definitely captured my imagination.
I spotted these eggplants at a farmers market last weekend and was struck by their gorgeous plum, violet, and wine tones.
Along with the warmer temperatures and greenery spring will bring, I’m looking forward to the thunderstorms. Particularly the ones that happen right before sunset. The sky turns all sorts of fantastic colors, like this purple I captured last year, and I love hearing the rumble of thunder and rustling of leaves while I sit on my screened in porch.
Operating for over 200 years, Brattle Book Store is one of Boston’s original book shops. My fist visit was my Sophomore year of high school, after completing the Walk for Hunger. I went back again and again, as a college student, and later as a young professional working in Boston. Each visit follows the same routine. I start inside, slowly wandering the shops three floors. The first two floors hold general used books, the third is reserved for rare and antique books. Then I head outside to peruse the shop’s best feature, the outdoor sale in the alley adjacent to the store. Most of the inventory is $1-$3 dollars, and I never walk away without a new read.