I am mad about Fiesta! I started buying the American dinnerware in 1996, while living in San Francisco. Its bright colours cheered me up, after a distressing breakup with a boyfriend. This is just a portion of my collection, stored on a vintage zinc boulangerie cart (next to an American retro refrigerator). My husband often reminds me I have too much Fiestaware and should get rid of it, but I refuse. It makes me happy and is one of my few remaining collections of American pottery, after most of my Nelson McCoy pottery vanished in the move from Paris. I have enough plates to invite the entire neighbourhood for dinner!
This photograph was shot with late afternoon sunshine from the French doors to the balcony hitting the scene. The image below was taken in natural light, so the colours are more subtle. The 1930s pitcher was made by Hall Pottery.
Just back from a few days in England, where we took an afternoon stroll along the Thames...
...had lunch at The Minnow in Weybridge with this lively cherub...
...and spent a warm sunny day with family.
Another day David went bird-watching, while I shopped in Guildford (shoes at LK Bennett and replenished my supply of Origins' Dr. Andrew Weil moisturisers, etc.). Luckily, we had a fairly uneventful drive through four countries each way: the Netherlands, Belgium, France and Eurotunnel to England.
The last time David visited his family was November, while I was in India and Nepal. Baby Joseph has grown considerably since then, walking, climbing stairs and asserting his independence.
In November, David took this picture of Joseph with his lovely auntie Marie-Claire, who lives in Oxford.
...and another of David's photos from November. I like how the coloured stripes in Joseph's shirt match his toy.
Last weekend, a happy little boy with his father. As you can see, stripes are ever-popular!
Banging his cup like a drum at a local park, as his mother watches.
Laughing with his grandfather, who taught him a few mischievous tricks.