A Pool Pavilion

How fun is this pool pavilion? Looks like the perfect room for an evening soiree. I can see it now: Candlelight dancing against the floor to ceiling windows and mirrored wall, guests glittering in their cocktail attire enjoying caipirinhas and chatter. The room would be alive with cuban swing and jazz with all the possibilities for a mischievous evening or for the tame party goers, simply new friendships...

On Repeat...

Are you ever alone and you turn on "that song" that completely transforms your mood? You know, that song you turn on at max volume, sing along to and very quickly find yourself getting loose, in both mind and body. You'll think about teleporting in that moment to a particular place that sets you free. My song as of late is "Always Alright" by Alabama Shakes. Lead singer-guitarist Brittany Howard's soulful, deep, vocals bring me to a raw and authentic place. I saw them perform in New Orleans in May and would see them again in a heartbeat. Their 2012 album (above) is excellent in addition to the single release of "Always Alright".

The Alps, You Say?

...why, yes. The WSJ Off-Duty ran a piece on the most hard to reach, enticing hotels around the world. Above, we present to you, the Monte Rosa Hütte, an architectural landmark along one of Switzerland's most notorious mountain groups and, worthy of noting, sitting pretty next to a majestic cluster of glaciers. The catch? (But of course there is a catch)! It's a four-hour climb from the local train station - via hiking trails in the summer months, or alpine touring in the winter. The article notes that a guide is recommended for the less experienced - certainly not intimidating or anything...Watch this arrival for visual proof. The hotel, a modern, energy-independent structure 2883 m. above sea level, is the result of a collaboration between the Swiss Federal Institute of Technology in Zurich and the Swiss Alpine Club. Be sure to view the other contenders that made WSJ's selection, here. 

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Cableknits

The Fall season is alive and well in New England. I write as I'm enjoying my morning coffee with a dash of honey my Aunt harvested from her bees and toast with raspberry jam she made from the last batch of berries in her garden. (She has the best damn green thumb I've ever witnessed). It feels like the days swiftly slip by here, the early evening sunlight arrives before you know it. Mornings are still and brisk and pumpkins and gourds dance around local shops and farm cafes beckoning the seasonal enthusiast. Above, Laetitia Casta in wellies and a cableknit, true tokens of Fall.