surfers at OB.

watching a good surfer makes me miss home, strangely. it makes miss fresh corduroy on a crisp bluebird morning, untracked pow in the bowls. the way a surfer carves into a wave, so clean and pure. there’s such a strong parallel to skiing in that moment.

i went to ocean beach this morning, with a stop at trouble coffee on the way. to scribble and think and watch the waves. i don’t know why i didn’t expect to watch the surfers, but there were so many! i was completely mesmerized by them.

my folks celebrated their 33rd wedding anniversary yesterday, november 11th (you know, 11/11/11). what a freaking awesome day. here’s to two of the most amazing people i know. love you, mom and dad. xo

we got our knit on at the OZ farm yoga retreat last weekend (pictures of the actual retreat to be posted soon…). i ventured into the wonderful world of patterns, thanks to the purl bee, RS and TR. here’s the result! i used madeline tosh merino light in graphite. they’re super cozy as the temps drop.

mom + i went up north earlier this week, to stanley for breakfast at the bakery and redfish for some lakeside relaxation. the crag sandwich never disappoints and the view never, ever gets old.

latenight in sleepy lovelock, nv.

hard to resist this sweet little snack.

instagram shots from the past couple months.

1. ferry building farmer’s market peppers
2. outerlands
3. california academy of sciences, living roof
4. california academy of sciences, rain forest
5. J+A at tartine
6. SCRAP
7. S+K risky business
8. my backyard
9. trader joe’s spring peonies
10. bamboo bike studio
11. clarion alley
12. alpine meadows
13. point reyes lighthouse
14. muir woods
15. avedano’s
16. lexington block party
17. BD flowers
18. russian river
19. philly cobblestone streets
20. A at four barrel
21. blue and white in philly
22. plow
23. dolores park
24. SF from a hidden twin peaks meadow

the first time i ate at prune, S insisted upon the radishes. they are such simple goodness. radish. butter. salt. i just finished gabrielle hamilton’s memoir, “blood, bones & butter.” G managed to get a signed copy and flew through hamilton’s honest story before passing it along to me. her portrayal of the restaurant industry is raw and gritty, her descriptions of food, of comfort and family stoic. i was struck by her steadfast point of view and could feel her appetite and hunger through every page. needless to say, i highly recommend buying this one.

in honor of prune (and summer vegetables…) i spent the afternoon sitting in the kitchen, hunched over the sunday times, eating radishes and sipping a frosty anchor steam.

i’m certainly not above boxed cake mix. i had a leftover box of german chocolate betty crocker sitting in the cabinet, just waiting to be baked. today was the day. i spruced these up with homemade cream cheese frosting, coconut and a few pecans.

and a long weekend, at that! my favorite summer beverage: sparkling water, a dash of lemonade, berries and fresh mint. i highly recommend sipping while swinging in a hammock. enjoy!