Until this last Los Angeles trip, I never paid much attention to the houses in my parent’s neighborhood. It’s a rather hip area, very close to Hollywood and dotted with charming Spanish-style bungalows.

Near one of my favorite coffee shops is the prettiest pink house. I’ve been a bit caught up with the color pink lately, if you haven’t noticed. I even pulled all manners of pink patterned fabric for K’s fall wardrobe, but she just informed me that she is so over the color. Oh dear – I hope she’ll wear the very pink dress I made her for the first day of school…