Georgetown is one of my favorite places in Washington DC. If you’ve followed me for a bit, you already knew this. I wrote about it here and here and here. It is quaint, vibrant …and while M street offers (to my delight) a more European shopping and dining experience, with its street cafes, restaurant gardens, and boutiques, the part I enjoy the most is wandering about tree-lined streets in a more residential area, admiring brownstones, colors of facades, flower boxes and beds, and the old cobble stone. Continue reading
No, this is not a travel story about London, nor Lisbon. Heck, it is not even Philadelphia nor Richmond. But there is something about these small towns, about an hour away from Washington, DC, that I find utterly charming and worth sharing with you all.
As I look through the window, wind is blowing, it is over cast and rain is imminent. I feel fully ready for stable, sunny and warm late spring – early summer. Dinners outside, sandals and shorts, balmy evening walks in the neighborhood and day trips (where my photos will turn out great, since it is sunny). No, I do not mind the notorious DC humidity, nor mosquitoes and bugs – just sun, please.
I have been MIA for the past couple of weeks. Between April rains, start of the spring soccer and baseball seasons for my boys and out-of-town guests, I have not had a chance to do one of my favorite things – blog. I have few stories up my sleeve but wanted to start with the one that combines two of my favorite things: friendship and design. So here we go.