At this time last year, I told all of Newport about my life as a single girl.Ā That sure was fun. This year, I’m going to build a fort in my living room with someone special. Hope you have something wonderful planned tonight, whoever you’re spending it with!
xx Caroline
Photos of the Marshfield School of WeavingĀ inĀ Vermont. After a delicious pot luck lunch – one student brought rice pudding made with coconut water, cardamom and rose, my favorite! – I set about trying to capture every nook and cranny at the school like a kid in a candy store. I was fascinated by the shapes, textures and play of light in the studio, across the 18th and 19th century looms, and on the tools and faithfully traditional textiles being produced.
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I visited this 76 year old Greek weaver twice during my time on Paros.
The making of a West Indian bangle.
Oh, what’s in a rag rug?
Studio visit: Yria Ceramics
Photos of the Hollister Hill Farm’s self-serve stand and barns in Marshfield, VT. I tried raw milk for the first time and it was incredible! Generally, I’m border-line lactose intolerant but ignore it in the name of good cheese, but when we arrived at the farm after hiking the rolling hills that lay between it and Justin’s house, I was so thirsty that I drank the whole pint glass the farmer had given me to try. You know how milk generally needs to go with something? Cookies, or chocolate or peanut butter? Not so with this milk- it was perfect on its own and made me feel great. The farm was a beautiful model of how a small-scale, well run dairy and meat operation can produce plenty of delicious food and still provide a healthy and high quality of life for all the animals.
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When Farmers Wore Elegant Tophats
my brief stint as an olive harvester in the Cycladic islands – I wasn’t that good at it. I sort of just took pictures the whole time.
my cousin’s wedding on her organic dairy farm
and lastly: idealistic foodie college students in a sustainable agriculture class = the most brilliant source of free labor a CSA could hope for! Took these before I had photoshop…my, how far we’ve come.
Part one of my photos from a recent trip to visit Justin in his new home in Marshfield. It would be hard to imagine a more idyllic piece of American countryside than the little Vermont town where he landed to pursue work at the Marshfield School of Weaving. I was obsessed with the blankets on my bed! Justin’s boss and mentor Kate hand wove them, along with all the dish towels and napkins in the house, and Alex and I appreciated the extra layers during those north country winter nights!
// other musings on the frozen north //
a trail left by visitors in thisĀ forgotten mill
in winter, one has the company of a certain gregarious star to keep cheered
everything is more beautiful under snow
I’m fond of gray but I can never remember the proper US spelling of the word.
