first september fridays are for failed attempts at sweeping floors or getting a stitch of work done...they're more the open up the windows and listen to good records kind of fridays. small indulgences in the face of a mountain of better things to do. just my speed.
this thrifted painting found a home on the kitchen shelf this week. isn't he handsome? he likes to cheer me on from his perch as i botch recipes or patch together dinner and scares the living daylights out of us when we get a drink of water in the middle of the night. he's a keeper.
happy happy weekend, friends!