Breakfast with the Ladies

DSC_0376DSC_0419Yesterday morning I spent my time sweating and swatting at the tiny red ants that crawled into my shoes and up my leg, attempting in vain to protect the massive nest which I was single-handedly destroying as I pulled weeds and the rest of the strawberry plants from one of the beds of the boys’ school vegetable garden. My job was a small one: to clear the bed and to take over morning duty for these lovely ladies in exchange for some good fresh air, exercise, and any eggs that might be waiting in the nesting box. It was a fair trade. DSC_0375DSC_0397DSC_0402To say I relished the time is an understatement. I found myself looking around, between tossing fresh berries to the gossiping chickens, for more to do. It was peace and quiet and a refreshingly cool morning. My sweat did its job of cooling me well and too soon I found it was time to go, much to my disappointment. It’s good to help, especially when you find the work so satisfying.
DSC_0428DSC_0387DSC_0438Having skipped breakfast and only working on a cup of coffee in my stomach, I came home ravenous and immediately ate two of the fresh eggs (one with a lucky double yolk!) with feta and tomato sauce baked in the oven and accompanied by whole wheat toast. So delicious. Thank you for breakfast, ladies. I’ll be back soon! DSC_0441

Dress That Mama: Leopard and Cream

DSC_0361I love animal print when done subtly. For instance, leopard print heels with a completely subdued, neutral outfit in all cream. My sunglasses just happen to have a spot (pun intended) of leopard print on the corners — a detail I appreciate. Sometimes the smallest details can really pull an outfit together.

Crop top: Urban Outfitters; skirt: Hackwith Design House (sold out); necklace: c/o Everything Golden; leopard print heels: Rachel Comey (sold out)

Have a wonderful Wednesday!

Reading…

DSC_0703DSC_0707I don’t often read memoirs, but this one very obviously and quite literally jumped out at me when I was perusing a local bookstore in St. Louis recently. Sally Mann! My photography hero and life-long inspiration — here, her whole life so far, told in her beautiful flowing words in her new memoir, Hold Still. 

As a child, I distinctly remember her staying with us overnight and even back then, before Immediate Family came out, I was at once star struck and immediately put at ease by her strength and charisma. I remember nothing but a glimpse of her as she graciously accepted my older sister’s room for the night, and that was that. Darn fleeting childhood memory.

But years later, when I was old enough to notice and really appreciate art, I remember being completely floored and inspired by At Twelve and Immediate Family, photography that spoke to my soul and has since inspired the (very basic) photography of my own children. Sometimes the essence of people stays with you your whole life, and Sally Mann’s life work has touched so many in this way.

Her memoir does not disappoint. It is incredibly well-written, its pages filled with intelligent insights, family stories that run the gamut of emotions, photographs, her take on the controversies that made her a household name, and even notes from her children. She is unapologetic but also human, an open and refreshingly honest storyteller. DSC_0709DSC_0712A passage I particularly enjoyed was this, Mann’s take on the elusive “good picture” and the perception of the artist:

If Proust-like genius were the prerequisite for art, then statistically speaking very little of it would exist. Art is seldom the result of true genius; rather, it is the product of hard work and skills learned and tenaciously practiced by regular people. In my case, I practice my skills despite repeated failures and self-doubt so profound it can masquerade outwardly as conceit. It’s not heroic in any way. To the contrary, it’s plodding, obdurate effort. I make bad picture after bad picture week after week until the relief comes: the good new picture that offers benediction.

So inspiring! If you’re familiar with Mann’s work, I think you’d really enjoy her memoir. It’s a must-read.

Next up, I need to watch the documentary, What Remains: The Life and Work of Sally Mann. See trailer below, and have a wonderful day, wherever you find inspiration.

Weekend Shenanigans

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This weekend was so relaxing. We celebrated having Andrew around before his week-long trip to Vancouver. There was much swimming pool time (where Milo went off the platform 50 times in a row and Oliver practiced his underwater flips), followed by exhausted little boys enjoying their new obsession: Star Wars. They constantly pretend, Lego-build, read about, talk about, and obsess over Star Wars! We’ve been letting them watch almost every episode (one is particularly more violent than the others). I never thought I’d see the day…DSC_0118DSC_0143DSC_0144DSC_0148Oliver wanted to get Emil an early birthday present, and the above pajamas are what he chose. Darth Vader has been in our house all weekend long with enhanced sound effects. DSC_0147DSC_0132

There were also marshmallow-and-toothpick structures (Oliver’s request) and plenty of cleaning for our visitors, who arrived on Sunday.

DSC_0129DSC_0126We had a blast last night (hence the late post) with our dear friend Kate and her boyfriend, who are roaring through the middle states on their way back east. It was so great to catch up, laugh, and reminisce.

Hope you have a great Monday today!

Happy Friday!

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Image via The Ugly Volvo

I just came across The Ugly Volvo’s post Why You Should Never, Ever, Get a Tattoo According to My Mother (but Having a Baby is Fine) and laughed out loud at some of the reasons (especially the part about wanting to erase your three-year-old with a laser some days, and the part about tattoos ruining your body). Check it out for a good laugh, along with this: Enjoy it. Because it Goes So Fast (In Illustration) reposted from Cup of Jo.

Have a wonderful weekend.