Have we talked about Martha before?
About how much I love Martha?
Always have, always will.
I even have a little name-dropping to do here.
Uh-huh. I've met Martha on more than one occasion.
I used to work in Los Angeles for a famous producer and he was friends with her.
She was always lovely to be around and lovely to look at.
She's so pretty. Buttery. Buttery hair, buttery skin, buttery soft.
I'm not kidding, I could wine and dine with major movie stars, but put me in the room with Martha and I was all, uh, uh, ahem, uh, blarg.
There was a whole tribe of us modern women who were secretly doing all the things that were supposedly not modern like baking and crafting and sewing and decorating and wearing aprons!, for heaven's sake.
Martha brought us all out of the closet in a big way.
Let us all bow down to Martha.
Anyway, this is actually not even about Martha herself, but about Living magazine which still pulls me in even after all these years.
I got an email from the lovely ladies at Living asking if I would maybe be interested in doing a little post about this month's issue.
Oh, why, yes darling people of Martha, I would love to!
Needless to say, I had already snatched it up at the grocery store and devoured it with a pot of tea so I knew what was in it and was more than happy to pimp it a bit.
Shall we start with the cover?
Oh, hello beautiful cover of warmth and comfort.
You make me cozy and hungry.
You make me want to buy you, take you home with me and cook something fabulous.
Let us now peek inside to see the garden story this month set in Puget Sound, Washington.
Have we talked about how I am absolutely sure I am that I should have been born on the upper west coast?
That rocky coast.
It's the damn Irish genes again, I'm sure of it.
I can hear the clang of a sailboat's rigging and feel my heart seize up.
I love the rain and the mist and fog.
Not so much the cold, but that's what fabulous houses and fireplaces are for, right?
Uh, anyway, (I was lost there on the sound for just a bit.)
(Can you even imagine being able to say "on the sound" with regularity?)
OK, this property is called Windcliff.
Of course it is.
That's your view.
I'm tearing this one out and putting it on my vision board.
Dan Hinkley and his partner, Robert Jones live here.
I love them and want to be them.
Hinkley travels the world collecting plant specimens to take home and propagate.
Dream job, y'all.
World traveling plant collector part of the year, homebody gardener the rest of the year.
(Actually, my dream job would be pinning for MarthaStewart.com. Just sitting around all day pinning beautiful things to post to their boards. My god, I wonder if such a job exists?!?!)
You do know if you go to MarthaStewart.com you can follow all their Pinterest boards, right?
Oh, yea, there lies a rabbit hole of epic, epic proportions
Back to the magazine, it really is a fascinating story and I highly recommend this issue.
Could you go buy it and make that soup that is on the cover and then invite me over to eat it?
We can eat it and talk about Downton!!
PS I don't get anything for pimping Living and Martha. It's all just part of the circle of being nice. I would not do this if it was a magazine I did not love and read. Akward wording, but you know what I mean.