Still & always entranced by magic & mystic Scotland. “But pleasures are like poppies spread— You seize the flow’r, its bloom is shed; Or like the snow falls in the river— A moment white—then melts forever.” Robert Burns
Still & always entranced by magic & mystic Scotland. “But pleasures are like poppies spread— You seize the flow’r, its bloom is shed; Or like the snow falls in the river— A moment white—then melts forever.” Robert Burns
this book stuff just keeps getting better, especially when my worlds collide. here’s a fabulously complimentary review of “the architecture of the cocktail” penned in nashville, one of my favorite cities. which, of course, conjured up toe-tapping memories from my road trip there last summer with my tot, a college gal keen on all things …
there are a handful of phrases that ring comfort to me. of course most of them are from the movies. which is, ask anyone who knows me, part of my life. i’ve never been willing to draw the line, set up the boundaries and separate the chaff from the wheat when it comes to “real” …
what’s the first thing to do when advance copies of my first illustrated book arrive from london?
set up a photo shoot amidst my vintage barware, of course!
m wood pen 
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