Last week, the newly built Squibb Park Bridge, connecting the Brooklyn Heights Promenade with the fantastic Brooklyn Bridge Park, opened to pedestrian traffic. As a near-daily park walker, I am thrilled with this newest development.…
Even though today is the dreariest day on record–well if it it isn’t, it must be awfully close–there’s a tiny spot of spring in this apartment that I’ve been doing my very best to…
A few weeks ago James snapped this blurry instagram of me potting a maidenhair fern in our apartment. It was the weekend and I was working on a story for Gardenista about what a…
Here’s a secret: I don’t wash my face. Or I didn’t until recently. I know. I live in the big bad grimy city and I almost never touch soap to these cheeks of mine. …
We woke up Sunday morning to clean sheets. Clean sheets and the newspaper waiting for us. But somewhere between those clean sheets and morning paper something went wrong. Not terribly wrong or even very…
It’s the colors I like best. All those aquas and pinks and purples. I’ve never thought of myself as a pinks and purples girl, but one look at these desert colors and I’m feeling…
I’m a bonafied subway enthusiast. Forgive my inner-Pollyanna and know that I feel honestly grateful each time that I slip between those stainless steel doors and find myself a seat on my way to…
Sometimes, you just need to try something new, even if change is only as dramatic as swapping out one tired plant with a perkier substitute. I’ve tried for a few months to convince our…
If you follow me on instragram, you’ve already seen your share of snowy barns there. But just in case you don’t and maybe even if you do, here are a few more snowy scenes from…
A palm-sized leather case, marked with a ‘B.’ Four tiny vials in sterling caps, marked with an ‘E.’ There are some treasures that only a best friend can spot. I’ve been toting the case around since…