This smiley basketball is fun.
This is the funnest Rube Goldberg Machine I have ever seen. My kids’ minds were blown!
Thank you for these magical words, Cleo Wade. This was one of my biggest energetic shifts, when moving to New York City, 20 years ago, realizing people don’t really complain here much. Complaining is draining. It truly has no magic. Hence my personal rule: “When I catch myself complaining about something repeatedly, I have two options: Do something about it or let it go.”
“Do your plants have names?” I was asked over dinner this past weekend. I shook my head. I couldn’t help but feel like I was a bad plant mom. The next morning, I woke up and spent an hour thoroughly overthinking and finding a name for my green friends. A weirdly satisfying experiment.
Now, I keep a list of potential names for new plants. One of them, I just added today, is Leif.
The Period Game got me with the spinning ovaries. I am definitely backing this Kickstarter.
Last week I was invited to a friend’s house and this is the mosaic that greeted me at the entryway. What a stunning statement right at the entrance of a home! The masterpiece is by Sarah Donato. I learned from the owner Jules that they were inspired by Nick Misani’s work.
Now I am dreaming of one day renovating a home and being able to hire Sarah to make me a custom mosaic. One day! One day!
The Adobe Creative Residency is currently taking applications until February 7th. It’s the *coolest* project Adobe has ever put together! I wish I could apply! Maybe you can?
Here's a true story about my dad. When I was little, we were on a beach in Oregon and he found a message in a bottle.
The note contained an address, with a plea in a young boy's handwriting to send a postcard and let him know how far the bottle had traveled.
— Eileen Webb (@webmeadow) January 9, 2019