The holidays and work (f-ing work!) interfered with my blog posts. I want to quickly wrap up the posts I had planned last week for my Week of Joy, before the last post of 2010.
The cure for anything is salt water - sweat, tears or the sea. - Isak Dinesen
I love the ocean. I love that feeling when you walk into the ocean and the water wraps around your legs. I credit the sea for healing many of my own heart aches.
{Images from my vacation in New Zealand}
I love the way the ocean changes color depending on the sun. I could happily live the rest of my life by the sea.
A couple of bedrooms with an oceanic color palette. The one below is very soothing with shades of gray and white.
I love the sparkle and green tones in this room:
{Images via Elle Decor}
Another thing that brings me great joy is travel. I love to visit new places and I especially love the challenge of visiting places where I don't know the spoken language. The ironic thing in my life is that I used to travel a lot more when I had less money. Now that I have a nice salary, I work too much and don't have as much free time to travel. I think some adjustments for 2011 are in order.
A place I hold dear to my heart is a little town in central Mexico called San Miguel de Allende.
I spent a few months here before moving to New Orleans for law school. I was in search of guidance and healing. I found it in this little town of cobblestone streets and colonial architecture.
This is the church that flanks the main courtyard in town. It is a lovely soft pink color. It kinda looks like a teenage girl's birthday cake and I love it for that reason.
I would spend hours strolling the streets and stepping into unexpected shops and art galleries. San Miguel de Allende is a big artist's community and has many expats from all over the world. It give this little town a cosmopolitan edge.
I rented a little apartment with a rooftop terrace and this was the view.
For years, I would dream about San Miguel de Allende. I would dream (in that way where dreams don't follow logic or reason) that the town would search for me and ask me to return. After a while those dreams stopped.
I think a return trip is in order for 2011.