Covered in glitter and crumbs. Waking up to maracas and fairy wings. Pockets full of rubber bands and dandelions. Buried under book piles. Dirty hands with homemade kombucha. Coffee in the rain. Waiting for that sacred scrap of silence.
Thursday, October 22, 2009
Reading and visiting with Gena and Cooper
Brixton enjoys his gripping tale of a bird and some buttons. Meanwhile, Unity and Cooper frolic under the same dinning room table that has hosted many a birthday and Christmas dinner for the past thirty years and more.