dusk on the water, 7.2.11

spoonshine, bellingham, 7.2.11

The good folks of Bellingham, WA are just so darned adorable.

garden on 13th street

the alley behind my mother's house

bridge, 7.28.11 (also woolish things & facebook)

Newly finished shawl, now available on Etsy.

Also, dear friend Lauren agreed to let me drape things over her shoulders and take pictures the other day, and even very graciously donned a dress, and looked absolutely fabulous in the process. And then we had Indian and drank prosecco in the cool of my now air-conditioned living room. What a friend.

Also, for those of you on Facebook, I have a fan page! (Yes I am that big a dork.)  Check it out and "like" it -- I promise I won't bombard you to death with handcrafty goodness. And even for those of you not on Facebook (yes, Mom, I'm talking to you!), you can still view & bookmark it.

http://www.facebook.com/EmmaNYCs.Handmade.Goods

going home, 7.1.11

twenty-four hours on the islands

heading out, 6.30.11

pretty in pink

My mother and I have recently, and seemingly simultaneously, developed a rather perplexing affinity for wearing... pink. There's no explaining it, really. (But doesn't she look great?)

bridge, 7.21.11

A day so hot and humid and heavy that the air felt hard to breathe and and the sun sank in a flaming red ball smeared in evening haze across the river and behind the cliffs of New Jersey. Zak and I went running down to the street so I could take a picture of it but by the time we got to the wall overlooking the river, it was gone. Instead there was my bridge, smudged and indistinct as an impressionist painting, and coming out from beneath its shadow what could only be a ghost ship.

notes from the Coast Starlight (day two)

(The forest primeval. Actually, mostly second and third
growth forest. But still beautiful.)


(Treetops. Also, breakfast menu.)

6.29.11, 3:04pm
Day two on the Coast Starlight. Discovered dining in the Parlour Car. Befriended by the most amazing older couple -- Shirley and Knight -- with whom we have now shared two lunches and a wine & cheese tasting.  Strangely, will miss them with all my heart after they detrain in Portland. Almost within shouting distance of Seattle.  Well, three hundred miles until we sleep in Anacortes tonight.






(Approaching Seattle at last.)

'it's been a long night searching for grace...'

(Hem, Leave Me Here)

and on the fourth day

(approaching Seattle at last)

top o' the world