1. "What misery to be afraid of death.
    What wretchedness, to believe only in what can be proven.”

    From “I looked up" by Mary Oliver

     
  2. summer cotton and hemp net cowls in new colors this season. just dropped at silver in the city and soon to be up in my etsy shop.

     

  3. Week 16: Abby

    so lucky for these friends that i have.

    two-and-fifty:

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    Dear, dear, dear Abby….there is much to say, friend! You are so gracious, loving, and kind. You are the type of person who touches everyone they meet in some way. You likely don’t realize it, which is part of the beauty of it all.

    I have gained so much through our friendship and for that, I am beyond grateful.  

    Some of the best times I’ve had with you have involved making: food, silly music, art, crafts, scavenger hunts and cardboard cutouts….  

    Here’s to being makers and friends.  

     
  4. bestie liz and her husband are quite the world travelers as of late. here are some of josh’s photos from nepal, cambodia, thailand …

    (Source: noxso)

     

  5. Briefcases by Stephen Dunn

    Fifteen years ago I found my father’s
        in the family attic, so used
           the shoemaker had to
    repair it, and I kept it like love

    until it couldn’t be kept anymore.
        Then my father-in-law died
           and I got his, almost
    identical, just the wrong initials

    embossed in gold. It’s forty years old,
        falling apart, soon
           there’ll be nothing
    that smells of father-love and that difficulty

    of living with fathers, but I’d prefer
        a paper bag to those
           new briefcases
    made for men living fast-forward

    or those attaché cases that match
        your raincoat and spring open
           like a salute
    and a click of heels. I’m going

    to put an ad in the paper, “Wanted:
        Old briefcase, accordion style,”
           and I won’t care
    whose father it belonged to

    if it’s brown and the divider keeps
        things on their proper side.
           Like an adoption
    it’s sure to feel natural before long—

    a son without a father, but with this
        one briefcase carrying
           a replica
    comfortably into the future,

    something for an empty hand, sentimental
        the way keeping is
           sentimental, for keep-
    sake, with clarity and without tears.

     

    "Briefcases" by Stephen Dunn, from New and Selected Poems 1974-1994. From The Writer’s Alamanac on March 2, 2013.

     
  6. somethings new. hand knit hats of a japanese wool-silk yarn.

     
  7. storyboard:

    Wall Dogs: The Midair Muralists Who Paint New York

    It’s 8am in Soho, the thermometer reads just above freezing, and the sky is bleak. Taxis splash down the streets; New Yorkers stride with their heads down, leaping over puddles, carelessly bumping into each other. Everyone wants to get out of the cold, out of the rain, into the warmth.

    Ten stories above — on a long, skinny platform hanging from the facade of a building at Canal and Mercer in downtown Manhattan — it’s a different story. Climbers’ ropes secured around their torsos, Jason Coatney and Armando Balmaceda stand in a melange of open paint cans and brushes. These two muralists of Colossal Media, the largest hand-painted advertising company in America, are heavily layered in sweatshirts and raincoats. But in this industry, c’est la vie. Paintbrushes in their fingerless-gloved hands, earbuds in their ears — “I like to start out with Miles Davis in the morning,” Coatney smiles, his breath visible in the frigid air — they begin yet another workday in the sky.

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  8. "love what you have and you’ll have more love."

    such a beauty by regina spektor.

     
     
  9. 'north side gal' by j.d. mcpherson. (this never gets old.)

     
     
  10. i’m here a thousand miles from my home
    walking a road other men have gone down
    i’m seeing your world of people and things
    here paupers, and peasants, and princes, and kings

    hey, hey woody guthrie i wrote you a song
    about a funny old world that’s coming along
    it’s seems sick and it’s hungry and it’s tired and it’s torn
    it’s looks like it’s dying but it’s hardly been born

    hey, woody guthrie but i know that you know
    all the things that i’m saying and many times more
    i’m singing you this song but i can’t sing enough
    because there’s not many men who’ve done the things that you’ve done

    here’s to cisco and sonny and leadbelly, too
    and to all the good people who have traveled with you
    here’s to the hearts and the hands of the men
    that come with dust and are gone with the wind

    i’m leaving tomorrow but i could leave today
    somewhere down the road someday
    the very last thing that i’d want to do
    is to say i’ve been hitting some hard traveling, too

     
     

  11. "Cheap food is an illusion. There is no such thing. The real cost of the food is paid somewhere. If it’s not charged at the cash register, it’s charged to the environment, it’s charged to the people in the form of subsidies, or it’s charged to your health. In the end you get what you pay for."
     
  12. nice little blog. hello, breakfast.

    (Source: weheartit.com, via thefrenchpear-deactivated201301)

     
  13. joeyponce:

    Guh. Beautiful.

    yep. ink me with one?

    (Source: likeafieldmouse)

     
  14. mes parents. the cutest.

     
  15. neilperkin:

    How Apple greet their new employees on their first day

    finally started reading the steve jobs biography this week.

    (via wearethedigitalkids)