The best place in town to grab lunch. Simple enchiladas with beans, salad and homemade salsa on the side. Humble food. A humble environment.
Down in a basement, a coffeeshop we love.
Pretty rugs on the sidewalks in front of flea markets and antique stores.
Beautiful town, built into the mountains.
Calves of rock-hard muscle are a given. You're always climbing.
Treasures on the street, so enticing. The longer I look at this photo, the more I feel I should have picked up that blue + white blanket.
Today I found a couple of darling teacups with saucers at a thrift store for $4. There were tornado warnings and we received a weather-alert message saying a funnel cloud was half a mile from our home. The rain came down so hard and we were soaked clear through as we went from store to store looking for an old sofa with good bones to reupholster and a vintage scale for the kitchen. We've been experiencing a drought already this year so every single drop of it was welcome.
Though it's January, it wasn't cold rain. I wore only one layer and no socks with my moccasins. The springtime weather and the tornado warnings felt like a treat in the middle of winter. The Farmer's Almanac predicted a very wishy-washy winter.
"Wild temperature swings, periods of storminess."
I would say it's quite accurate. Last week I was driving Kyle to class each morning because we had temperatures barely above freezing and snow flurries blessed us each afternoon. This week, Kyle comes home from classes with his sweater thrown into his bag and sweat on his brow.
Though tornadoes are horribly destructive, and storms can be so damaging as well, I really enjoyed today. I think that those who grow up near the ocean have a special relationship with understanding the water. Those in the mountains, an ability to judge the winds and what they will blow in. For those of us in tornado alley, I think it's a special understanding of the way an eerie stillness overcomes you and makes the hair on your neck stand straight up before a funnel appears. I don't wish these storms on anyone or get joy from their destruction, but I deeply respect and appreciate our earth and all her many faces. There's something so humbling and incredible in being reminded that we are all the children and she is the mother.