Having celebrated Thanksgiving this past weekend while my family was all together, I’m spending a quiet day at the Little Glass House. Later this afternoon I will be feasting with friends. Wishing you all a bright, cozy, safe and delicious holiday!!
When we moved to The Little Glass House seven years ago, we redid the landscaping. You can see some of the changes here. Things grow incredibly fast and big here in Southern California, and before I knew it, that cute tiny rosemary hedge became a four foot monster! Here’s what the back yard looked like when we bought our house as seen from inside… Continue reading
Growing up, I wasn’t the biggest fan of fall. Oh, I loved the hot apple cider, wearing sweaters and boots, and of course the changing colors of the leaves…but sweaters turn into coats, leaves need to be raked and before you know it, winter is upon you! At the first sight of mums in the grocery store I would be resigned to the fact that summer was truly over. Maybe that’s why I never really caught on to fall decorating (and I still don’t like mums!) I also never really cared for “fall colors” anywhere except on the leaves of the trees. Nope, fall and I just didn’t really get along. Continue reading
Sometimes, (ok truth be told, this happens to me a lot), an object speaks to you and it’s clear that it is coming home with you. This happened to me recently when a friend and I were on a little field trip to the malibu design center. This place is a treasure trove of inspiration for people who love organic, natural, modern design! 😉 We spotted an assortment of various size vintage African baskets on a table. It was love at first sight. I picked out a smallish one, and my friend chose two for herself. I had no idea where mine was going to go, but knew it was coming to Santa Barbara. The texture, the color, and yes, even the smell! These baskets were used by African women to cook with. You can still smell the fire and feel the soul of these women in every beautiful detail. Continue reading
I almost didn’t post this piece today. It seems that every time I turn on the news, another horrific attack has happened and everything else seems trivial in comparison. But I think in my own way, by creating beautiful, comfortable places to call home, it makes me feel safer. Our homes are our sanctuaries away from all the atrocities happening in the world. And isn’t it nice to have an oasis if even for a little while? So here is my post: Continue reading