sweet dreams are made of this

At the end of a long day, there is nothing better than your own bed. This was the only photo I could muster after Saturday’s art fair  & just before collapsing onto freshly-washed sheets. It really is the little things…

189/365: bed

08.19.13 art of everyday life

The thing I love about taking photos every day is that everything becomes worthy of contemplation. I consider it all – even the sheets – and find nothing too ordinary.

231/365: still life with sheets

01.22.13 our nest is best, part two

I had to laugh when I looked through the pictures I took yesterday. Flames flickering in the fireplace, patterns composed of radiator fins, and this shot of our cozy, unmade bed. Apparently, I become a heat-seeking organism when the thermometer hits 10° below zero…

22/365: unmade bed in white

**The title of the last two posts is a reference to a favorite childhood book, The Best Nest by P.D. Eastman.

In the story, Mrs. Bird is unsatisfied with her home. But, after searching everywhere for something better, in the end, she realizes how good she’s had it all along:

“I love my house, I love my nest, In all the world, Our nest is best.”