The look of country, is the feel of my mother's style. My mom loves dark earthy colors, I prefer light colors but we both dig things that are peeling and standing on their last leg. All junk is…

  When you live in the country you create your own fun. No need for fancy gear, nor snazzy design labels, heck you don't even need to wear shoes. A wooden fence and some cousins can turn the front yard…

                    I popped into an antique shop with my cousins the other day and the owner started sharing his philosophy about life. Rarely do I go into a shop where a conversation doesn't get…

                      French Husband returned to France and I will soon follow with Sacha at the end of the month. Chelsea awaits in France for the car keys (she did not drive to Rome.) Returning to France will be interesting after…

             With abundant love comes the possiblity to freely unfold to the center of yourself.

                     With one hand stir gravel on the ground until the dirt separates creating billows of powdery dust. Stir until your hand is thickly covered with dirt, appearing to have a glove on it.                                 Shake it wildly, back and forth creating dust clouds,…