ebb and flow

when days ebb and flow through a wide range of emotions, it is good to remember that...

“The cure for anything is salt water - sweat, tears, or the sea.” -Isak Dinesen



a beautiful bluebird day
great company
lunch at Cloud Nine
aspen mountain open late
apr├Ęs ski then dinner in town
spring is here

Sharing the weekend – my most favorite part of the week – with photos, words, or both, as suggested over here at the habit of being.


when life gives you lemons...make limoncello!

My friends Samuele and Georgia live in the cutest home in Sonoma where a Meyer lemon tree grows in their backyard.

For me, I would look at the tree and appreciate it's beauty. I would take some photos of it in the afternoon light and pick a lemon or two to add as a garnish to a cocktail.

But Samuele saw this tree and his instinct was to pick the lemons and make a homemade batch of Limoncello ~ How cool is that! Did I mention he is Italian?

Apparently Samuele made a huge batch this year. He started with 6 liters of the lemon infusion, which means they added another 12 liters of milk - so 18 liters in total of Crema di Limoncello...and as Georgia said "It's coming out of our ears!!!"

Grazie Samu & Georgia for the delicious homemade treat!

Crema di Limoncello
Fresh Meyer lemons (preferably from the backyard)
Grain alcohol (Everclear)  1/2 liter
Organic Whole Milk – 1 liter
White Sugar (superfine Baker’s sugar is best) – 800 grams

Samuele infused the lemon peels (no white parts) in Everclear and stored this in a large glass container in a dark pantry for 45 days.  Once strained, he mixed one part of the lemon/Everclear infusion with 2 parts milk mixture which consists of milk boiled with sugar, then cooled to room temperature. Keep refrigerated and serve cold.



because saturday mornings just feel THIS good.  happy weekend!


not all who wander are lost

Lonely Planet recently blogged a list of the most favorite walking cities. There are many great cities on their list, some I have never been to or need to return to spend more time with. But for me, my heart belongs to two beautiful cities...

There is FLORENCE ::
I love the street artists and musicians,
old men on bicycles and others peering out of windows with beautiful weathered shutters,
laundry hanging in wind,
markets full of flowers and fresh produce,
the Florentine paper,
the sculptures at every turn,
the scooters whooshing by,
the taste of the gelato,
the lovers,
the love padlocks,
the cafes,
the presence of Da Vinci, Michelangelo and so many others,
the sound of the beautiful Italian language...

But then there is PRAGUE ::
especially in the spring
the cherry blossoms on Petrin Hill,
the cafes,
the cobblestone,
the colorful graffiti that somehow belongs here,
the metro,
the cathedral with it's gothic statues,
the impressive castle overlooking the city,
Charles Bridge very early in the morning before the crowds come,
the cemeteries,
the buildings with the orange rooftops,
the art,
the history...

Don't ask me to choose between them, because I love them equally.

I think it might be time for another walk soon. Maybe to somewhere else on the list.

Oh, and I also think you might like Irene Nam's photo walk through Paris - check it out here.

What is your favorite walking city?


silliness = happiness

"there is a direct correlation between the level of happiness in one's life and the amount of silliness they allow into it." she said
"I know, I've done studies."

I am missing my little sister...we live too far apart! 


white room

it came quietly in the night, the blanket of snow, covering everything at least six inches deep
the next morning the fog lingered and everything was monochromatic
by noon it had melted and was gone


after the storm

Japan is on my mind.

And there will come a time, you'll see, with no more tears
And love will not break your heart...but dismiss your fears
Get over your hill...and see what you find there
With grace in your heart and flowers in your hair
- Mumford & Sons



spent most of this weekend playing outdoors in the mountains ::: because this is why we live here.

Sharing the weekend – my most favorite part of the week – with photos, words, or both, as suggested over here at the habit of being.



So happy to see the late afternoon light. Daylight savings is here!

flavor of the month

First of all, it is worth noting how much i love my iphone ::: it has changed photography for me ::: now I constantly and conveniently always have a camera at hand and there are dozens of incredibly fun apps to create great photo effects.

Some photo apps I love:
::: Pano
::: CameraBag
::: Lo-Mob
::: Instagram (a very close second)
and of course, my favorite photo app is Hipstamatic

Hipstamatic offers many options for unique expression depending on the lens, film and flash options one chooses. And even if you choose the settings there is always a bit of surprise in the reveal when the photo develops moments later.

I noticed that lately I am continually gravitating towards: lens: John S, film: DreamCanvas, and flash: off. I am loving the saturation of color with the canvas effect and undefined edge of the film.

What is your favorite Hipstaquipment?

photos taken in Napa, San Diego and Aspen

You can also see some of my other pics taken with this app here.


a day in del mar

Ten things to do with 24 hours in Del Mar:
  1. start the day with a jog along the beach - especially if it is a cool foggy morning with blue hues brightening to pink
  2. hit up Crepes & Corks for crepes and a mimosa
  3. hike at Torrey Pines - the contrast of the orange cliffs with the blue of the ocean and the sky is brilliant
  4. stroll barefoot along the beach
  5. eat lots of Mexican food
  6. sit for a while and watch the surfers, dolphins and pelicans
  7. search for sea shells and draw in the sand
  8. pause ::: to feel the sun on your skin, to taste the salty air, and to listen to the sound of the waves
  9. look up to see the palm trees, birds flying by, the hidden colors in the cliffs and airplanes writing "we heart u" in the sky
  10. get a bottle of wine and a good friend, plant your feet in the sand and watch the sun go down


the forgotten garden

"It was a garden, a walled garden. Overgrown but with beautiful bones visible still. Someone had cared for this garden once. The remains of two paths snaked back and forth, intertwined like the lacing on an Irish dancing shoe. Fruit trees had been espaliered around the sides, and wires zigzagged from the top of one wall to the top of another. Hungry wisteria branches had woven themselves around to form a sort of canopy. Against the southern wall, an ancient and knobbled tree was growing... It was the apple tree..."(314)

-The Forgotten Garden by Kate Morton

Just finished this book. All the while as I read the about the vivid scenery of the forgotten garden, I imagined that it must be something like this special walled garden at Dromoland Castle in Ireland.

What a wonderful thing to know to such a place and spend some time everyday within its embrace!



a change of pace ::: a weekend away

great companions
lots of yummy mexican food
a hike overlooking the ocean
a long walk along the beach, toes in the sand
dolphins, pelicans
salty air and sunshine
a lot of photos, of course ;)
a bottle of wine and a beautiful sunset
a really, really great day

another visit to the ocean this morning to jog along the water's edge
and then a safe and easy trip home today
i even ran into an old friend at the airport - what a great surprise!

Sharing the weekend – my most favorite part of the week – with photos, words, or both, as suggested over here at the habit of being.




finishing the week further south where it is practically summer year-round.
after the winter months, i am so delighted to see such a variety of colors through my camera lens again.