I haven’t been able to work up the nerve to toss these lovelys into the compost bin. They are slowly disappearing on their own. A different picture everyday.
The pink and yellow tulips of last week are slowly crinkling to nothingness. They are at the point where they are changing by the hour. A sadness is starting to seep over the room, but I don’t want to let them go yet.
This morning as I stumbled around the kitchen trying to put a cup of coffee together I noticed the beauty that the crumbs of broccoli can sometimes leave behind.
A clear sign that I haven’t done enough running lately.
I have been reminiscing and daydreaming lately about my wedding day. One of my best friends recently got engaged and my brother is getting married in a little over a week. My friend Mark was so right when he said attending a wedding will never be the same after I was married. And my college roommate Katrina was right when she told me she would love to relive the day over and over again, but since you can’t, take it all in the best you can.
I am happy I decided to go with Lavender for my wedding bouquet. Not only is it pretty much everlasting (great symbolism for a wedding) but I have a smell memory now. Every time I catch a whiff of lavender I think of inhaling it while I wept happy tears as I walked down the aisle to meet my very-soon-to-be-husband.
So, yesterday I came home to a bouquet of pink and yellow tulips. I was told they were for “Just being me.” Sweetheart.
Adding an object, especially one of vibrant color causes a great deal of shifting in space, light, and mood.
I think this might be my favorite spot to watch the sun slowly seep away from the walls.
Wow, I need to clean my shower.
The light in the afternoon creates such great lines.
Wrinkles have been catching my attention lately.
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They look and feel like evidence of an experience. Proof of comfort and living. They’re also proof that it may be time to change the sheets (:
My husband and I have been making some adjustments in our home office area. That means more wires everywhere. I’m not a fan of wires. They are clunky, messy looking, full of clutter…
Massive amounts of Internet wiring become a blue roller coaster curved composition.
