“It is never too late to be what you might have been.”
― George Eliot
Big week! Huge existing projects, potential new projects, and scheduled meetups and meetings with people for even more potential new projects. Freelancing is an interesting business, there are some weeks that are very standard and uneventful but you get good work done, and others that just set you up for leaps and bounds of growth if you make smart decisions. Hopefully this has been the latter.
This weekend I’m meeting up with a bunch of academic friends (usually scattered from London to Cambridge, but convening in the capital for food and talk), editing and updating my recently expanded portfolio, and hopefully hitting up some new museum exhibitions with Jeff. We walk on the wild side, kittens. Here are your links, share anything else worth knowing in the comments, and let me know what your weekend plans are!
From my latest urban agriculture profile over on The Thrifty Homesteader.
The tumblr find of the week is a source of unending hilarity and delight to me. One feed, one singular purpose. (Also, he was all kinds of dishy back in the day, was he not? Insert a sort of humming, growl-y noise here.)
Even now I have Teddy, a well worn and well loved, formerly pink bear I got the day I was born. She was my best friend and partner in crime in childhood, and still beloved to this day. (When we were dating, Jeff once commented on the less than pristine state of her fur and had to spend a lot of time apologizing to make up for it. He may be my greatest, but she was my first love.)
An excellent piece on the importance of boredom, very thought provoking.
As of tomorrow it is officially summer. Would that I were not two feet too short to wear this dress in celebration.
This is my favorite headline to come out of the World Cup thus far.
One of my cousins recently got engaged in a spectacular fashion and a photographer was on hand to capture the moment. Unsurprisingly, since my cousin happens to be a model, the shots turned out gorgeous so you’ll forgive me if I shamelessly share them.
I already posted a PSA, but for those who missed it, online buddy Kim Curran’s fabulous new novel GLAZE is now available
I am still supremely annoyed that we had to forgo Ascot this year, but the Fug Girls are providing the necessary hat commentary until next summer. When we WILL be going.
I sincerely love human beings seemingly innate desire to make functional things beautiful – though I doubt the wisdom of silver finger protectors to avoid harm coming from picking strawberries (possibly the world’s least dangerous summertime delicacy) out of a bowl.
Essie nail polishes are easily my favorite, but the story of the woman behind the company is just as good in my opinion.
Pretty pieces of custom embroidery.
Last week I shared a piece from the New York Times about Mormon activists facing church discipline. This week an exceptionally good post on one of the most famous stories of dissent from within the Mormon faith community, Nazis are involved.
Small Dog Syndrome 
I also have a bear from birth that still happens to be on my bed that Sam made a disparaging about it’s dirty fur (he’s a panda but he’s not really white anymore…) Much, much apologising had to occur. x
Respect the bear!