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montreal last spring + new york city


HG | Nikole Herriott + Michael Graydon

 

Last year when April was turning to May we went to Montreal.
We spent a few days driving around,
going from one restaurant to the next, taking pictures.
Eating small amounts of this and that,
wishing we could stay longer, wishing there was time to eat more.

 
The grass was already green by then
and it felt a bit like summer.
We stayed in a friend’s apartment,
quite near to the restaurants we’d planned to visit.
There was a spiral staircase to get to her front door
and a long back deck with a clothesline.
There were blooms outside the windows
and small buds on the trees.
It felt vaguely like we lived there,
vaguely like we could call that place home.
I’d like to go back, I’d like to walk through the neighbourhoods more
and I’d like to eat at nora gray.

 

HG | Nikole Herriott + Michael Graydon

 

On a separate note I’d love to know your thoughts on places to eat, stay and visit in New York City. We’ve stayed at a few different hotels which have been great but we’re curious about airbnb and longer stay options. If you have suggestions, we’d love to hear them!
xo, N

 

 

 

HG | Nikole Herriott + Michael Graydon

 

these sandals
this post

ice cream cones
i want to go sailing
ballet in nyc
this vase
and this reminds me of summer

 

 

 

HG | Nikole Herriott + Michael Graydonphotos: michael graydon + nikole herriott

 

posted on April 10, 2014 by Nikole

comments: 10

on baguette delivery and france in the fall


HG | France

 

We went to France a couple months ago.
It was when summer had turned to fall here
but when it was unofficially still lingering there.
When the afternoons were almost warm enough for sandals
but the nights chilly enough to turn on the furnace.

 

 

There was a fireplace in our kitchen
and a ghost in our bedroom.
There was taxidermy in our living room
and fish pond in our front yard.

 

 


There were friends and meals and many bottles of wine.
There were markets and broncantes
and numerous trips to the grocery store.
There were oysters.

 

 

There was the best yogurt I’ve ever had (Sweden & Beijing run close 2nd & 3rd mind you)
and some of the best cheese.
There were croissants and religieuses
and a good lot of canelés.
There too, was a truckload of Rosé.

 

 

 

And perhaps most exciting of all,
there was baguette delivery
and hunting for hare.
The latter, something I’ve always dreamt of doing (more on that soon).
And the former, somehow one of the the best surprises to date.

 

There were roadside stands selling cepes,
old men selling honey,
and chickens with their heads in the grocery store.
And hands down, there were the most beautiful butcher shops on earth.

 

 

 

There was cognac and chocolate
and the kind of magic
that only comes from getting lost.
It was amazing.

 

 

xo,
N

 

 

 

 

 

 

HG | France

 

Plus, a few things I like:
this table
the second photo in this post
the the wall in this photo
this situation
these scoops
this hair
red and pink together
and this sweatshirt

 

 

 

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HG | France

 

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HG | France

Photos: Michael Graydon

posted on December 15, 2013 by Nikole

comments: 19

on the colour of clay


HG | Michael Graydon + Nikole Herriott

Until a couple weeks ago
I’d never really thought about
the colour of clay before it’s turned to dishes.

 

 

It hadn’t struck me
that it might start as a solid soft grey.
And that once formed
and set to dry,
it’s colour would change each day.
Slowly, from one shade of grey to the next.
I think I’d imagined
that porcelain
would start out white.

 

 

HG | Michael Graydon + Nikole Herriott

 

So, when we found ourselves
at the studio of Atelier Make,
the potters behind a number of our pieces and our good friends,
and they told us that
while some clays do arrive white,
the specific types they use to produce our pieces
remain grey until their first firing,
I was a little amazed.

 

 

I’d known that potters’ studios
were handsome places.
I’d imagined the process of making things
from clay would be beautiful thing.
But after spending time in one
I like them even more.

 

There’s a fine dust that settles
over most things there.
Tiny bits of clay that dull almost every surface.
It takes the sheen from things
and leaves something of an enchanted calm.

xo, N

 

 

 

 

HG | Michael Graydon + Nikole Herriott

 

 

photos: michael graydon + nikole herriott
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HG | Michael Graydon + Nikole Herriott

 

 

 

these shorts
this apron in natural
this photo from IG
these earrings
i can’t stop thinking about this cake
this egg, yes please
montreal notes: the bagels and the pistacho loaf here
these dapples
and this

 

HG | Michael Graydon + Nikole Herriott

posted on April 4, 2013 by Nikole

comments: 25

on the beauty of travel + southern italy


HG | forty-sixth at grace | italy

I was surprised when I first arrived in Puglia.
I’d taken the train there,
a near full day whizzing past
small towns, long fields
and the Adriatic Sea.
Eight or so hours of inspiration from my seat.

 

 

 

But still, I hadn’t expected the south to look that way.
I hadn’t dreamt of the stark whites
and beautiful creams.
Nor, the light sandy beige.
I hadn’t considered
that a short moss might grow
beneath the olive trees.

 

 

I hadn’t expected
the flat, pale, beauty of it all.
The lack of rolling hills
and terracota soil.

 

 

I don’t know what it was I’d expected.
It’s almost as though I hadn’t dreamt big enough.

 

HG | forty-sixth at grace | italy

 

I’d heard how wonderful the food was.
How different the tomatoes taste,
and how fresh the cheese.
But I wasn’t prepared for
backyards of oranges,
roadsides of arugula
or gardens tucked amidst olive groves.
I hadn’t thought of the seafood.

 

Somehow I’d kinda forgotten
just how extraordinary travel can be.
xo, N

 

 

 

 

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PS: find a little more from our trip, here.
Photos: Michael Graydon

posted on February 4, 2013 by Nikole

comments: 28

because sleepy lambs are the cutest lambs


because sleepy lambs are the cutest lambs
because today is the first day of spring,
and because that makes things feel different somehow.

like there’s change on the horizon,
like something good is about to happen
like something great is just around the corner
and i like that.

 

and isn’t this lamb the cutest ever?
i just wanted to pick her up and bring her home.
i even momentarily convinced myself that
maybe it would be okay to have a lamb as a pet.

 

 

that’s all for now.
hope your day is grand!
xo, n

 

 

 

 

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this makes me miss trips to mexico
a dark grey pleated skirt
a two zip wallet in jewel orange
a pile of crocks
this is beautiful
creams and whites and a little book (via)
i thought these were cute
and the photo is by michael graydon on a recent trip we took to vancouver island

 

 

 

 

posted on March 20, 2012 by Nikole

comments: 24

photos from the farm and an HG update!






a quick hello
some photos from the farm
and a note that we’ve updated over at HG
happy weekend, friends
hope it’s swell!

xo, n




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photos: 
one & three: michael graydon
the rest: me
and a pretty wall
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posted on July 1, 2011 by Nikole

comments: 32

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