Something about Fall produces an electricity in the air that I become addicted to. I wonder if it has anything to do with how the school year begins each year during the Fall and we’ve grown accustomed to viewing Fall as a fresh start. The leaves on the trees may be losing their life, but
Have you ever passed by a Southern home with a front porch clearly visible and noticed the ceiling painted blue? Truth be told, from an outsider’s perspective it seems to be an odd thing to want to paint a ceiling blue, but once you come to notice one with the light blue shade, you’ll find that
I remember it like it was yesterday: I was freshly graduated from High School and looking forward to a summer spent carefree, sleeping in late, and slacking on all responsibilities in preparation for leaving for college in the Fall. That was until my mom told us that my Summer would have a couple of rules,
As a chronic over-packer, there isn’t much I forget when going on vacation. The list of “things-to-pack” grows exponentially, but when it boils down to it, these are the 10 essential items you need for the beach.
Every so often my family gets together and we grill out on the back porch. Since we’re constantly running in ten different directions it’s nice to have an excuse to sit down and enjoy a meal together. I miss those days where dinner was at 6:30 pm and we all sat down for a meal together.
It’s a fragrant time of year in the South right now. I am constantly stopped in my tracks because of the fragrances knock me off my feet. Between the jasmine and the roses that have been cropping up everywhere, it’s full-on sensory overload here in the South and it’s giving me flashbacks of nostalgic days
I absolutely love the little slice of heaven that I’m living in right now. Seriously, happiness doesn’t even begin to describe how much I love living in my dream apartment, I’ve even nick-named it “The Palace” because it makes me feel like I’m living in a fairytale. And with a new place to call my
Whenever I have a little expendable income, I like to bring something fresh home to liven up my surroundings. Since I have the least green thumb in all of the SouthEast, my “somthing live” comes in the form of local flowers from my favorite farmers market or a last minute splurge while checking out at
Something I’ve never quite gotten into as I’ve lived on my own (or heck even when I had my own room while living with the ‘rents) was decorating the walls. I suppose much like with rugs and dining room tables, I have commitment issues with decorating the walls. Maybe that’s because I’ve never found a
When I was younger, in a journal that’s still sitting in my bedside dresser, I wrote down this theory about New Years Eve that – until recently – had been long forgotten but continuously held true.
“When the bells all ring and the horns all blow and the couples we know are fondly kissing. Will I be with you or will I be among the missing? Maybe it’s much too early in the game, ah but I thought I’d ask you just the same, ‘What are you doing News Years, New Years
I have long been a fan of candles. Nothing warms up a cold winter’s night quite like the soft glow and the sweet scent of a quality candle. I was at Ponce City Market the other week walking through Citizen Supply – an artisan to consumer working mercantile shop above the food hall – when