
A Tropical Nook
It must have been the words we exchanged that I perked up in the quiet migration of the soft light. Even the birds of paradise seemed to be singing a different tune.
It must have been the words we exchanged that I perked up in the quiet migration of the soft light. Even the birds of paradise seemed to be singing a different tune.
The sun isn’t holding back its rays through the firmament today. The light is strikingly brighter with a layer of snow. Inside feels more illuminated and something a little closer to alive, even though we have quite a ways to … Continue reading
Sometimes the sweetest things pop up into your world and get you so giddy people can’t help but notice your happiness. I found this precious golden prize beaming from among many eclectic and random items typical at a flea market … Continue reading
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