Orcas Island Wedding Style

Hunting Hippos

Hunting Hippopatumi in Paris. 

Chocolate. A very dangerous medium. Not to be taken on lightly.

 

Yum.

A Bit of City

I was feeling a bit stale from a long winter and from staring out at all this natural beauty. Seriously, sometimes you really can't see the forest for the trees.

So my husband and I packed up and went on a trip from which we have just returned.

We struggled at first to decide where this much needed break would be, friends in the Caribbean, friends in Bali all tempted us but we realised pretty quickly it was a big dose of City that was needed.

My first post (in forever I know!)is about why that was a good choice, going city that is. I needed visual feeding.  

Coming up with unusual inspiration for Wedding decor that goes beyond bark and moss or can be ferreted out from the two dimensional world of my MAC is at times a challenge.

So it seemed to make sense to go to Paris. 

Isn't this just fantastic!

I know I can't bring the Musee des Moyan Age here (though I wish I could work there) nor can I time travel the ancient stone masons of France for my next project but I can certainly let them inpsire me....  how about for the next time I have a tent ceiling to decorate?

Ah, the jet lag siren song calls and I must answer. More soon dear friends. au bientôt.

R&R

Back from the hot sun of the caribbean. Back into the soggy saddle of the Pacific Northwest. Hmm...Going to Chicago and NYC next; feeling gratefu since I am not quite ready to come back in full time.

Guadaloupe FWI. Lots of people think we went to Mexico but no, we went to the island known as isle de papillion(as the butterfly island) because of how it is shaped. It is between St. Martin and St. Barths.

Cases et Jardin where we stayed is a collection of the sweetest bungalows set in a lush garden. Our friends built this up as a business adjacent to their home. So we got the best of all worlds. Our own private space and the proximity to them, their glorious pool and remarkable pets. Oh and proximity to great food and gallons of Petit Ponche. A beverage that is best sipped slowly in a pool when one has no where else to go.

Some pictures might be in order here for your viewing pleasure. The pigeon is now a house pet and is unaware of the fact that he is a bird. Champi believes his dna lies somewhere between the humanoid and cannine....