Random musings

Throwback: Holiday Greeting 2005

So, any of you who know me, know that I send out (and agonize over) an annual Xmas season greeting. This was the first one that I recall sending out to clients, colleagues and friends/family. It was super fun concocting fancy dress decor for the little gingies. It was ten years ago, but I think it still holds up! Even now, I still love coming up with a concept and basically being my own client for a moment each year. What I hope is that everyone who receives it also enjoys the moment and that you all feel the love that comes along with this little annual seasonal ‘gift’.

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On flourishing…

Flourish text in Burgues script with single rose

NOTE TO SELF…

flour·ish

to grow or develop in a healthy or vigorous way, esp. as the result of a particularly favorable environment
to be in its or in one’s prime; be working or at the height of one’s career; be at the height of fame, excellence, influence, etc.
to be successful; prosper; develop rapidly and successfully
to grow luxuriantly, or thrive in growth, as a plant
to make dramatic, extravagant gestures
to brandish dramatically; gesticulate with: a conductor flourishing his baton for the crescendo
to decorate or embellish (writing, a page of script, etc.) with sweeping or fanciful curves or lines

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A swinging start

A Swinging Start — beginning our year-long adventure in France

There is a swing outside our apartment!

A Swinging Start

Well it’s been a long road getting here (and a long flight), but we are finally settling in and getting into the ‘swing’ of things. This swing was a pleasant surprise outside of our new apartment on the hill. Emily has taken to swinging as soon as she comes home from school like some sort of ritual. “Give me a super-duper power push!”, she pleads. The swing, as it turns out, is not that great in maintaining momentum. We too, are feeling a bit of the power drain. Between organizing the details for school (forms, insurances, lunch cards, bus cards, meetings with the teacher and director) and the details for life (getting a french cel phone, making sure the internet is up and running for work, measuring our apartment and purchasing tenant’s insurance, and finally considering the daunting prospect of buying a car), we seem to be losing momentum. After all… we’re in France. We’re drinking wine. We’re eating dessert. Losing momentum is what we’re here for.

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