ali harper photography

it was closed.

admin — Wed, 28 Jul 2010 03:01:50 +0000

Today I remembered I never told you about the day the Acropolis was closed.

I have to say, it was a drag. But we made the most of it… or at least the 5 hours of what was left of our honeymoon. Luckily, we were able to drown our sorrows in shots of ouzo and a giant plate of moussaka, and quickly jaunt through the only open ruins and gallery in all of Athens. We unknowingly hailed the sweetest cab driver who took pity on us and our unlucky day… he drove us all the way up to the top of the ruins and let us get out to climb up the side of the Acropolis “Hill” to get a starlit 360 degree view of the city below. Ended up being a pretty breathtaking note to end a ridiculously breathtaking adventure.

{ reception } laura + scott

admin — Mon, 26 Jul 2010 12:32:50 +0000

backyard summer reception

admin — Sun, 25 Jul 2010 17:38:46 +0000

Laura and Scott eloped a few months ago, then came home and planned a beautiful backyard celebration at a friend’s lovely home. More to come shortly…

custom folio surprise

admin — Fri, 23 Jul 2010 14:50:06 +0000

So excited to deliver H + J’s DVD today.

love the one you’re with

admin — Thu, 22 Jul 2010 03:40:29 +0000

It’s definitely not perfect.

Weeds. Dust. Peeling paint. Dirt.

Our realtor says we need to refinish the red front door (which is in progress now; along with some new wood for reinforcement after the screen blew off and landed in the front yard after a bad storm). Oh, and scrape the patio, pressure wash, repaint and sand the yellow barn.

Character? Plenty of it.

The red flakes of the door lay heavy on the doormat that my dearest friend Dawn hand-painted for me (a gift that forever reminds me of our wedding day — the day we truly made our house a home). The shed creaks. The porch shows dirt (and Ellie’s shedding hair!). The roof of the tiled birdhouse is popping off … too many cardinals have claimed it theirs to count. There are more weeds choking out the now giant hostas I planted in the secret raised bed four years ago.

The house and garden shows it age. And how long I lived here. (Five years and counting.)

We’re ready to move on, but there are still so many things to do. I should worry that we get a good price for this house… this investment. I worry more that I find the right owner. The right caretaker who loves it as much as we do.

Because it’s not perfect, but it’s perfect for someone.