While out in Boston we met a lady named Ellen. Little did we know what affect she would have on our lives, because really anyone that knows Ellen is blessed to know her. I decided that before we left Boston I wanted to capture her in her home because one: her house was seriously incredible- every piece has a story of how she got it or where it came from. Two: I wanted to remember her and the feeling I got being around her and her home; her goodness and charity, her love and her life.
Ellen is a friend that I hope that everyone in the world could have. She was the first person to come to our home, bringing a gift and a warm spirit. Everyday since that first meeting she was the most supportive, thoughtful and loyal friend we could have asked for. She supported us by kindly asking to babysit so we could go out together or get things done. She sent emails and letter daily (and still does to this day) she even supports me down to this silly blog. And makes me feel cool enough to pin my pictures, comment and promote it. Which is so little, but mean so much.
Ellen was known for her letter writing. Honestly, when is the last time you received a hand written letter in the mail? She would send one to say thanks for coming to dinner, or congrats on your baby bump, sorry you had a hard day or anything that was significant that happened in our life.
I wish I could go on and on about Ellen, her sense of knowledge, exploration, style, selflessness, her love for life and how relatable she was to anyone. But in short I will say, I am grateful for Ellen and I am grateful that our paths crossed so I could learn so much from her.
The pictures below you will see that she was an artist at collecting antiques! She had a true skill and beautiful sense of style.
So many fabrics because she spent a lot of her time making gift for other people.