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The Thoughtful Eclectic

Rome and Home

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On Windows, Doors, and the Art of Lingering

Exploring Rome on foot was one of the most deliciously sensory things I’ve ever experienced. It wasn’t only that it was Rome, for Pete’s sake. It was experiencing the latticed pie and the fresh, steaming coffee with thick, sweet cream. Little cafes, hidden down side streets too narrow for real traffic.

The Beautiful Work of Being Worn Smooth

Having grown up in Southern California, I often find the ocean tangled up in my memories. Some of my earliest memories are of Sunday drives with my parents and grandparents, wandering the edge of sand and water looking for treasures. I had no idea then that we were doing anything important, we just ended up with some cute little shells wrapped in my grandmother’s handkerchief.

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