I was just minding my own business while listening to The Clash and cleaning the kitchen. Then my stomach piped up and informed me that it was actually the perfect time to make Pear Apple Crisp.
Nevermind that it would create extra cleaning for me. What a jerk!
Pear Apple Crisp
It wasn’t wrong, though.
Recently I bought the loveliest, sweetest Victorian mini-mirror.
It lives on my dresser, alongside a bunch of other pretty but almost wholly unnecessary bits and bobs.
A few days ago, I decided it would be fun to photograph images reflected in the mirror.
Quite the challenge, that.
First up? An image of myself, because it is the easiest thing to do with such a tiny mirror.
Arty Self-Portrait
Street Scene (1926) by Stuart Davis:
Street Scene (1926) by Stuart Davis. Columbus Museum of Art.
We’re vacationing 50 minutes from home, in lovely and eclectic Yellow Springs, Ohio.
Yellow Springs
Fan
Schiller Park
A new pair of pale purple Converse (courtesy of my husband):
New pair of Converse
Yesterday was my birthday. Let’s just say that my husband knows me well…
Birthday gift
My silly boy
Strummer
Strummer
