The chicks are two months!

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And well, they’re chickens now.
Minus the eggs.
Festive freeloading chickens.
 
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Annie Yolkly is a goofy thing.
 
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Ruth Bader Chicksburg is quite composed.
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Our sweet giant, Audre, seems less like a rooster each day, and is quite the lap chicken.
 
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Hillary Clinthen is a fierce and determined wanderer, as to be expected right now.
 
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And finally, here’s little Dolly Bird, bringing you just a bit of Scandinavian holiday cheer.
 
At two months: The ladies are absolute giants (even Dolly Bird) and they enjoy spending their days pecking around their run and giving themselves (and each other) dirt baths in the sunshine. Their craftsman coop is thisclosetofinished, so they still come inside, rather reluctantly, to sleep in their giant brooder at night.
 
And like good Angelenos, they have overcome their extreme fear of kale, and have enthusiastically added lettuce and tomato to their diet too. Soon I’ll turn over ALL the composting to them. Muah!
 
But mostly, I’m looking forward to kicking them to the coop, reclaiming our study AND all my free-time, which is currently spent trimming/painting/shingling the coop to match the house.
 
Yes friends, I have become that crazy chicken lady.
And I’m mostly fine with it.
 
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So much (s)ass!



Flower Delivery

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Happy hump-day friends.
 
In case, like me, you need a little pick-me-up this afternoon/week/month/year,
I have some flowers to share with you.
 
And if you need more, there are plenty more where these came from over on my Instagram.
 
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“‘Just living is not enough’, said the butterly, “One must have sunshine, freedom, and a little flower.'” Hans Christian Andersen

My thoughts exactly Butterfly. And now it’s back to work.

*Photo 4 by Marble Rye Photography, all other photos are my own.



Our Palm Springs Anniversary/2

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Now that you’ve looked at many (but it was so hard to choose) photos of us in all our pink glory, I figured I’d share a little about the rest of our trip. Which basically consisted of checking into The (fancypants) Parker and never leaving…

We took advantage of a midweek special and were given $250/day in food credit to gorge ourselves silly. It was awesome. Another bonus of traveling midweek was that we pretty much had the place to ourselves.
 
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Nothing you haven’t seen on the interwebs before, I’m sure. BUT awesome just the same. There really isn’t a corner without something interesting/colorful/swoonworthy or just plain weird in this place.
 
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On Sunday night we enjoyed a pretty epic dinner at Mr. Parker’s. Oysters and wine, more oysters, shortribs, and desserts before tottering back to our room.
 
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And I really can’t say enough good things about these stillwarm donuts at Norma’s in the morning. (well, two more: lemon curd.) Also, breakfast cocktails in to-go cups for some well-lubricated property exploring. Genius.
 
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The aforementioned to-go cocktails.
 
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Our private pool.
 
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Have piñata, will travel. We went with the cheapest room, figuring we wouldn’t be spending that much time in it anyhow, but it was giant, awesome, and extremely well-decorated. Score.
 
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Just a few more pretty corners + a roaring fire, because, you know it rained our last day in Palm Springs. It was delightful, and blissfully cooler than the LA weather we returned to.
 
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And finally, the stuff road trip dreams are made of, this giant dinosaur in the mist.

Next time, we’ll have to leave the hotel. Maybe…