Grey, misty mornings mean waking up late and slowly sipping coffee. Staring out the window at my cherry tree, water curled up on the leaves. In the early hours of the day my brain works slowly. I roll out my yoga mat and stretch out my muscles. Logan and I make a smoothie together, or eggs and avocado toast. Sometimes I get bored of breakfast and make something like muffins or granola. Or donuts.
In my living room right now:
Two vintage linens my grandmother gave me that I’ll be using on tables for my wedding.
A bunch of dried yellow and peach roses Logan gave me last week that I can’t let go of.
My friends scarf folded into a head band with Taijitu symbols all over it — he left it here after playing Super Smash Bros with Logan one afternoon.
A coffee plant that I’m hoping I won’t have to repot (but it’s not super happy in its tiny pot).
A new-to-me biscuit cutter with a wooden handle, some vintage aluminum jello molds with patina from age, a tiny cocktail spoon.
Another friends Mountain Stage t-shirt, left here after a meeting with our (Frolic Chocolate’s) branding team Stonestreet Creative.
One donut left over from yesterdays batch.