I do declare!

I took this picture down in "Chahlston" last fall at an Antebellum manse, this door fascinated me!  Why oh why you silly boy?  Well take a closer look at it's structure.  CLOSER!

Not only a door but a giant window.  The only way to get out to the "palazzo" is to open the two bottom window-door panes up to a six foot height! 

Why didn't I take a picture of the opened fenestration?  Because I'm a numbskull!

Fiddle-dee-dee, Mr. Rhett!

-please read above text in high society Southern drawl-

Country Life....Page 119

"Dress in the country varies considerably in many matters from that worn in Town.  A boy's first 'country suit' after he leaves school is a great event to him.  At Eton and Harrow the style of dress might almost be called a uniform, and the first suit of tweeds mark the emancipation from school-life.  When in the country he dons these the first thing in the morning, unless he should be on hunting  or bycycling thoughts intent, or should incline towards tennis, boating, or the slow delights of angling....

...Invitations to breakfast in the country are by no means unusual.  The dress would consist of that ordinarly worn in the mornings, whether tweed suit, knickerbockers, hunting, or riding gear, or the black morning-coat or suit."

~Exerpt from Manners for Men

by Mrs. Humphry, the "Madge" of "Truth"

Portraits by Lord Lagerfeld

Türkiye Delights

Whatever apprehensions I had about going to Turkey have faded after looking at Eugenio Recuenco's photographs.

Gothic Minutiae

I love these archway details!  I'm not sure if when I have my estate they will be included, but I imagine them perfect in my library overlooking the orchard.

Lavender, Party of Ten

The Rainforest of Oz.

(Pia Jane Bijkerk)

Springin' Cleanin'

Does any one Spring clean anymore?  Wash everything, hang the sheets out on the line, bleach, throw out clutter, etc etc?

Must be an Irish habit my mother instilled in us as lil' things.  There's really no greater satisfaction (sort of), especially when you find a scarf made of Donegal tweed that took you the entire month of November to knit.  Apologies to all who I accused of stealing it. 

Je voudrais...

...s'il vous plait