small joys.*

{Temporary (but maybe permanent) 'art' for the front hall entry.} I feel like every week I say how busy the last week was and how grateful I am for the weekend but it's true! The busy weeks make the great moments stand out more and make me grateful for the idle time and for just …

the margins of my mind.

Recently I've been pondering the intricacies of entropy. Fires. Love. The strange things you feel when you lose something dear. How much I love CSS. And instants of perfection. There was one this weekend: brunch with wonderful people, a hike, butter chicken and remembering how lucky we are to be alive.

small joys.*

{Relaxing outside with a cup of beer, the sun and N.} Okay, wait. It's Friday again? Really? This week has been so busy that I'd swear I missed it (except that the late nights are starting to catch up with me: exhibit A ... the starting three sentences of this post). I'm really, really looking …

small joys.*

{It is finally really and truly summer! Which means ice cream!} This week has been just grand! Great weather and lots of biking make it really feel like summer. School has been really busy though and will only get busier. Here are a few things that made this week feel even more like summer. I'm …

our garden.

I'm excited to be writing my first William Morris Project post! I thought I'd start with something that is taking up a lot of our time and energy lately: our garden. You may remember from this small joys post in June that our landlords graciously gave us a pretty decent chunk of space at the …

roses.

Last year I was all about tulips but this year the roses in our neighbourhood are making me swoon. I "borrowed" these beauties from the lane behind our place. Is there anything sweeter than roses in a mason jar? No, no there is not.