Saw my dear friend Ava off yesterday! We’ve been together for only 3 years but it feels like so much longer! I absolutely adore Ava’s curly blonde ringlets, she looks like such an angel, nothing needed. I’ve always wanted to have curly hair, my fascination partially stems from the fact that I have thick, straight, unruly hair that just does its own thing.
We were going to go to Live on the Green, the outdoor concert last night, but we stopped by Crema, the cutest coffee shop with the most interesting decor and coffee soda (orange bitters and coffee…pictured above and absolutely delicious) and some warmed quiche. It began to pour and thunder and we were dressed in our thin summery shifts and shirts, with no umbrellas. It took us an hour to make a 20-minute walk to the parking lot, hopping in between awnings, screaming when our leather sandals were soaked, trying not to look creepy and miserable hiding in the alcoves of buildings. In a strange way it was exciting and wonderful, I felt like we were on an adventure, but when do I not think we’re all on an adventure? Downtown Nashville was looking especially grisly, like some vaudeville horror, all bright lights and black clouds. I think I just live in a perpetual state of readiness to be astounded.
Pictures of Ava were taken while hiding out in the rain, at close quarters. I think I Instagrammed (look! It’s a verb!) during the storm too, it was all very exciting.
And then a sunny picture of bikes! I absolutely adore paradoxes and juxtapositions, like this church in Salzburg. I forget the name now but it was beautiful and airy with the sort of taken-for-granted Baroque elegance that is so very common in all of those types of churches. And then there was a staircase leading down into the dark where the light and airy elegance gave way to massive monolithic stones and darkness. How very deliciously Gothic! (Excuse me, it’s Penny Dreadful talking).
And then out again into the sunny streets of a charming Austrian city near the Alps. Sitting at home this summer the recollections of the previous one come back to me like this.
Happy Sunday! I have to say Sundays are my favorite, a break from both the social activity of the weekends and the work of the week. This morning I was possessed by the oddest urge to create iced tea, using a fruity blend from my favorite Bostonian tea shop Tealuxe (I used the Kir Royale with its summery strawberry flavors that I bought in the middle of my winter blues).
It has such a pretty pink color, mixed with a dash of lemonade it’s a dream, my own take on the new Teavana iced teas at Starbucks (which might as well rip a hole in my wallet the way they’re taking my money). I couldn’t help but take a picture, and then run off to pick some roses with the dew still on them!
The pitcher is actually a beer glass from Bavaria, Germany. My grandmother lives there and over the years we’ve amassed a large quantity of memorabilia, from drindls to chocolate and beer glasses.
Lemonade Iced Tea Recipe
3 teaspoons fruity tea blend (the stronger the smell, the better)
1 liter of hot water
1/4 cup – 1 cup of lemonade, depending on your preferences
Mix it in a glass pitcher and you’re good to go!