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.
Saturday, December 12, 2009
In this chapter
under the tree...smiling with GG Bette's ornament...hanging with Sophie...a sleeping boo...a ring of fairies.