I would never purchase this print on modern sheets. I'm really not into floral. But like most of my favorite things, this is nostalgia. I inherited by Great-Grandmother's bed linens (for some reason) and OH MY GOD. Bitches knew how to make sheets back in the day. You know how contemporary sheets get all pill-y after awhile? Not Pequot sheets! These things have been around for like a million years and instead of getting pills they just get silkier. They're cotton, BTW. I've slept on these continually since I was 14 or thereabouts. I bring one with me when I travel because I hate hotel bed linen. They've been to six countries and they just keep getting better. I only have four, and unfortunately they're twin size (my least favorite bed size) but I use them anyway. Though recent'y I've begun hunting down the same pattern on ebay and the like. My collection is growing! My future husband is just going to have to deal because I don't ever want to sleep on anything else.
I don't know what it is guys, but I freaking love duck (the food... and the animal). I don't eat meat unless it's ethically and sustainably raised and slaughtered, but if there's duck on the menu I HAVE to have it. I will not even look at anything else. I don't even know what it is! I've never had a bad experience with duck, but that's probably because I've only ever seen it in nice restaurants and therefore everything they serve probably rocks. Most crap restaurants don't serve duck, unless it's a Chinese place. I've never actually had a duck Chinese dish. Wait, maybe I have. I seem to recall eating something that looked like that picture. Still going to steer clear of crap places serving duck though.
A little afraid it may ruin my perfect run so far.
I first had duck only a couple of years ago on a prix fixe menu in Vancouver. Since then I seek it out. Some of my favorite dishes? There's this place in Sonoma, California called Sunflower Caffé Espresso & Wine Bar and they're kind of famous for their Smoked Duck Breast Sandwich. It rocks. Another favorite is at the Rooftop Pizzeria in Santa Fe, New Mexico. Their Smoked Duck Pizza is so good! (My lunch sounds totally boring now.) So if you haven't eaten duck, TRY IT NOW.
These birds are my absolute favorite (they wouldn't be listed here if they weren't, duh). I know I said it doesn't feel like summer without Dahlias, but really, screw Dahlias. If I had to pick between the two I would want Red-Winged Blackbirds. The males. The females might as well be a different bird. They're super boring in color and song.
The song of Red-Winged Blackbirds instantly brings me back to late summer afternoons by the pond on my parents' property. We'd climb along this branch that hung over the water, right in the thick of the Cattail reeds, and explore everything. Frogs, and bird, and weird water flora. I remember laying on the road with my head hanging down to shout through the culvert as my younger brother shouted back from the other side. I remember the dogs lapping up the stinky water, and the ducks going crazy for the Duckweed. You'd think they hadn't eaten in years. We'd lose hours playing in and around that pond. I loved trying to make flotation devices so we could be closer the birds, and then failing miserably and having to trudge back through the sludge when we inevitably sank. I can think of a million and a half memories of that pond, and all with the Red-Winged Blackbird soundtrack.
* I wanted to credit this picture but I closed the link too quickly!
I've decided that Dahlias are my favorite flower. Not only because they are stunning but because they remind me so much of my father's gardens back home in Wisconsin. The ones I remember most were bright magenta and of the waterlily variety, and they will forever have a soft spot in my heart but I can't get over beauty and geometry of the ball variety. Especially the peach ones. I think they're called Barbarry Ideal.
I really miss seeing these. It doesn't ever quite feel like summer without them.
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I would never purchase this print on modern sheets. I'm really not into floral. But like most of my favorite things, this is nostalgia. I inherited by Great-Grandmother's bed linens (for some reason) and OH MY GOD. Bitches knew how to make sheets back in the day. You know how contemporary sheets get all pill-y after awhile? Not Pequot sheets! These things have been around for like a million years and instead of getting pills they just get silkier. They're cotton, BTW. I've slept on these continually since I was 14 or thereabouts. I bring one with me when I travel because I hate hotel bed linen. They've been to six countries and they just keep getting better. I only have four, and unfortunately they're twin size (my least favorite bed size) but I use them anyway. Though recent'y I've begun hunting down the same pattern on ebay and the like. My collection is growing! My future husband is just going to have to deal because I don't ever want to sleep on anything else.
