Patterns, part 2
Steuart Street, between Market and Mission. I’m starting to see herringbone in everything, btw.
Steuart Street, between Market and Mission. I’m starting to see herringbone in everything, btw.
My mom’s retirement party has come and gone. We had many guests. Much food was consumed. The two pitchers of sangria and mojitos were demolished. The party went two hours longer than planned and the guests probably would have stayed all night had there been a third apple cake. My aunt sent my mom capiz
Yup – I happened to be in the right place at the right time again. I found this bench on the street as I walked back from a meeting in Cole Valley. It doesn’t quite fit in with my current furniture, but it’s very pretty and nicely built, with inlaid veneer and mother of pearl
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My mom finally retired, after having worked for the same company almost 30 years. She asked me to make the invitations for her retirement party right around the same time the print studio was closed for the holidays and my printer died. I couldn’t silkscreen them and I couldn’t print them out. I ended up
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