forgive me, please. but the north runs in my blood and although you can take the girl out of michigan, you just can’t take the michigan from the girl…no matter how bad their economy is.

so it is on the first of september things change. i begin to yearn for the coming fall…for layered sweaters and tall suede boots, tweedy blazers and thick black tights. pumpkins and allspice, apples and cinnamon. i yearn for chilly temps and crackling fires and it doesn’t help the family has reported sweatshirts in the evenings up there.

we do well here ‘faking’ it as best as we can and drinking up even the slightest drop in temperature. i douse the house in pumpkins and leaves and twinkly candles come this time of year so our house clearly stands as yankee down here in the deep south.

and i so know i jump the gun…summer ain’t over yet…
…and sometimes, i admit, i go a little overboard.

enter evidence a.
our ‘autumn’ photos for the first of september.

…my justification being i have to do this early professionally to advertise and prepare for coming autumn photo shoots not to mention there are a lot of other northern mamas around here who drink this stuff up…and i like to convince them that yes…i will make their littles look as far from florida as possible for the fall feel we all dream of. and with that said…fall mini shoots are now booked…and overbooked as i extended it a half hour to fit everyone in. i’m excited about this one as i am working to make these shoots not only to be productive in the photo sense, but to be celebrations for littles with fun things to do too. the next mini shoot party will most likely be held in january for pre-valentine photos, so be on the look-out…

with no further ado…
autumn previews…

…and were thrilled to welcome gramma into our home today for a full week of snuggly fun…

…and whadya know, gramma made lainey another dress…

…and a bloomer outfit we’ll be sportin’ tomorrow.

tomorrow, it’s off to the other side of town to a little jewel of a yarn store where we will pick out colors for new hats, a bring-home-baby outfit and a project of my own…i shall be picking up the crochet needle again to make little bean her very own mama blanket.

and there shall be scrabble games. and good food. and a reaquaintance with mornings on the lanai as my mama always reminds me just how lovely it is to sip your morning coffee out by the woods.

…happy september, friends.


happiness and fathers.

this is my family…

…and when i’m here with them, i could just cry that my life does not include hopping in the car on a moment’s notice to meet them for dinner, sunday barbecues in my brother’s backyard, saturday afternoons shopping with my sister.

i knew i was giving up all that when i moved to florida…but oh how i am reminded what i’m missing when i’m here.

saturday evening was blissful. my sister hosted her first wine & cheese party in her new abode and if her sweet little digs weren’t christened before, they certainly are now as we settled into pillows on the floor with friends, cousins, and babies in our lap…playing the ‘if’ game, exchanging birth stories, recalling memories with our grandma, catching up.

and i finally met barb, my sister’s dear friend. although i envisioned our first greeting in slow-motion, in a field of daisies with chariot’s of fire playing, running through a hallway with an apron and beaters sufficed. she is as fabulous as i imagined.

and a 4-day road trip didn’t quite do it for our fun as heidi rejoined us for a sleepover and sunday morning coffee and sticky buns followed by a girls morning spent in old town yesterday where we perused the shops and landed upon the hidden treasure of honora bird’s art gallery.

honora herself met us in her studio where she passionately discussed her art…

i felt very at home…in the midst of a messy studio where creativity abounded.

…and lunch found us nestled in big couches in the back of a cozy brick-walled den of a pizzeria…

and finally…my favorite…my dad’s first father’s day in probably more than five years where all of us were together. we spent it behind big plates of spaghetti at bravo and then back to dad’s where we enjoyed a dreamy walk…all of us together…down to the wildflower field.

i was, in a word…happy.

and my girl is taking in enough family lovin’ to last her the whole year through.

and happy father’s day to my own incredible dad who continually amazes me…
my wonderful father-in-law…couldn’t have chosen a better one if i had first pick in a bucket of father-in-laws to choose from…
and our larger-than-life daddy whose true gift in life is his ability to love his kids in this magical way. we miss you so much.

…enjoying the happy things. ~k


safely rolled into michigan this afternoon with a bit of bittersweetness as our road adventures came to a close and new ones began.

so grateful for a safe trip. and still smiling from all our adventures and stories…

we rolled in around four and papa welcomed us with fresh michigan strawberries after which puppy took a twirl in the washer and i took a twirl in the longest, hottest shower ever.

oh am i ever exhausted…

so we rested for a bit…and took a long walk down to this lovely field of wildflowers where lainey picked three to bring back to papa and carefully clutched them in her tiny hands the entire walk back, running straight to papa on her return to bestow her gifts.

and then we set out to meet my sister and her girls downtown lansing for
some amazing jazz from this talented little thing…esperanza spalding.

we sat right in front, huddled under a tent while it rained around us…lainey snuggled in my lap and surrounded by cousins…listening to good jazz in the dark with distant lightning accompanying. beautious, it was.

and then a late ice cream treat downtown east lansing.

and my sister’s new place? can’t stop smiling. it’s just as quaint and funky as she is and practically every inch of this warm little home is bedecked in finds she scoured from goodwill and thrift shops. so we settled in with popcorn and a movie and cousin’ lovins.

(atop the couch? those are old record covers she found at goodwill…24 cents a piece.)

it’s a pecan-sticky-bun morning tomorrow…and i can’t go to sleep fast enough just so i can wake up again…with my sister. and three girls i miss so much…lovin’ on my girl. there will be coffee. and absolute fabulousness.

i’m in heaven.