Sunday Morning, Paris

7:30 on a Sunday morning in Paris is mostly quiet. The streets are deserted, but littered with debris left by the revelers of Saturday night. In empty cobbled passageways the flutter of pigeons’ wings passing between the roofs is the only sound to join the...

Summer Colo{u}rs

It is Summer Colour Week at Poppytalk (our Canadian friends spell color the British way) and I’ve been browsing my collection and shooting some images with color in mind. Today this favorite from last summer’s weekend in the Adirondacks made the cut for...

Vintage Buttons

What is it about buttons? I can’t seem to acquire enough of them. Fortunately I come across bags and bottles of buttons in thrift stores all the time. They provide a tactile zing to run your fingers through, while digging to look for the perfect one. Zing. Zing....