Fort Bragg

On day two of our trip we went up to Fort Bragg to visit Lucas and Isolde’s dad, aka Grandpa Bill. The rustic old shed out back was the chosen outfit photo spot.





His property backs up to a forest of redwoods, fun to wander about in taking pics.

As for the outfit, I think the only new-to-the-blog item is the little Free People beaded cardigan I picked up at the flea market for a few bucks this summer. I love its deep plum color and tiny beads.

Clover’s little plaid dress (like much of her wardrobe) was a thrifted hand-me-down, care of Isolde, cute kid's clothing thrifter extraordinaire! Outfit photos happened to coincide with paper airplane launching in the backyard.

Grandpa Bill… the artist… a bit eccentric, a bit reclusive, offbeat wit and charm, dark humor and wild stories, giver of unconventional gifts… on this visit my brother-in-law went home with a rather large stuffed latex vulture. We love grandpa Bill!

A peek at his studio.

Happy kids during the aforementioned paper airplane launch-a-thon. A fun visit indeed :)

Our awesome husbands took the kids back to the campsite to get dinner started while Isolde and I went to check out what Fort Bragg had to offer by way of thrift stores.


The first place we went was tucked away inside a cool old building which also happened to be a SENIOR CENTER, now if that’s not a recipe for amazing vintage treasures, then I don’t know what is!

Sadly, the place was closed, we had just missed it :(

You may now take a moment to enlarge the two pictures I took peering through the door window like a sad puppy in order to share in our disappointment.

This place looked like something out of a dream, such a sweet and quaint little shop with granny boots and grandpa cardigans just calling out to me *sigh*

It was even called Granny’s Attic and had cute hand-painted signage!

Ah well, there’s always next time. We did manage to find a couple of thrift stores that were open though, nothing like Granny’s Attic, but all was not lost.

Isolde found some clothing for herself and the kids (of course) and I found a cute floral rayon 90’s dress for me and a couple of vintage mini hard bound Maurice Sendak books for Clover.


We returned to a pot roast being cooked to perfection over the open campfire, stewed with fresh onions, peppers, garlic, and tomatoes fresh from Isolde and Jonas’ garden.


Yeah, did I mention the part about our husbands being awesome? Add bread, a yummy green salad, and a nice cold beer and you’ve got yourself one of the best camping meals I’ve ever had the pleasure of experiencing.

I’ll leave you with Clover and Lucia doing a little cooking of their own : )