Salt Stains + Sewing Machines

After several snowy drives out to Thornton Co., I decided on a new sewing machine. The women who work there are amazing. They can identify each brand of sewing machine by sound from the back room.

I lugged my new Pfaff out of the store, and felt the moment required a portrait.

The salt stains on the asphalt were particularly graphic. I realized it had been quite awhile since I'd ventured out of the city and been in such a large empty parking lot. 

Erasers, Tiny Marshmallows, and Mutha

Improvisational muffins, drawing, and a messy kitchen.