Autumn – you wench! You are absolutely here, aren’t you?
Every autumn I do this – pull out the raggedy, dying tomato plants and put every single green marble of a tomato on a piece of carboard in a sunny window. Every year I think ‘there is no way they’ll ripen’ and every year they do ripen, and while they are a little bitter and not great raw, they are perfect for cooking:
Is there any leaf prettier than a gingko leaf?
That weird feeling when you first put socks and shoes on after months of sandals…how strange and contained your feet feel:
In my world, lace and polkadot skate shoes and stripes and hot-pink tiger stripes look great together. It’s a singular place, my world, but you’re most welcome here…