It’s been forever since I picked up my cameras, and despite my protests such a thing would not happen, it’s really no surprise that it started around the time I got my iphone. So I’ve been posting pictures here.
In the meantime, much has happened since I last wrote. The usual normal life stuff and fun stuff and sad stuff and joyously happy stuff. Somewhere in the middle of all of that was our latest house move. We were sad to leave our latest little house but the new place is a treat. We have a claw foot tub and a killer view and some pretty fantastic curtains. Moving always makes me so nostalgic, mainly because I’m a hoarder and I use the packing process as a chance to go through every last letter and photo album and school book I’m still lugging around.
It got thinking of all the houses Joe and I have lived in so far…
Rue des Archives
Le Marais, Paris.
Riddiford St (the first)
Riddiford St (the second)