When I'm 75 I want to wear sparkles on my cheeks and earlobes like this woman (sartorialist).
I'm going up to Molly's house to work in the garden this afternoon. It's "...an epic garden with wicked straight rows....from which they grew much of their own food."
Here's another little bit about Molly: "She was sparkling, magical and mythical, feisty, courageous, outrageous, humble, intrepid, insatiably curious, meticulous, and dauntless...she possessed an impeccable sense of style and grace."
(Sage- if you read this I was so happy to realize who you are! When I first read a comment of yours on my blog I said to myself..."Leslie has a daughter named Sage in Maine but could this be her??" Crazy small world. I remember you when you were a small girl. I hope to see you at the service on Saturday.)