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.
Friday, January 06, 2012
This moment, airport style
I know I said no more trip photos but I got up at six this morning to write, so this is what I got.
1 comment:
Hey, we'll take all of the cute pictures we can get. Keep 'em coming!!
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