November 2009 December 2009 January 2010 February 2010 March 2010 April 2010 May 2010 June 2010 July 2010 August 2010 September 2010 October 2010 November 2010 January 2011 February 2011 March 2011 April 2011 May 2011 June 2011 July 2011 August 2011 October 2011 November 2011 January 2012 February 2012 March 2012 April 2012
My bathroom floor is made of marble tiles, which is one of two reasons I don't hate the new building I live in. The second reason is that I can hear through my bathtub (sometimes entertaining) price-checks from the Duane Reade below :
Here's a pattern made from a pile of carnations I saw on a rack at the flower market. Someone I like a whole lot showed me the good side of these things and I'll never go back. The love affair has spawned others with the likes of mums and gladiolus :
November 2009 December 2009 January 2010 February 2010 March 2010 April 2010 May 2010 June 2010 July 2010 August 2010 September 2010 October 2010 November 2010 January 2011 February 2011 March 2011 April 2011 May 2011 June 2011 July 2011 August 2011 October 2011 November 2011 January 2012 February 2012 March 2012 April 2012