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, March 22, 2012
Ok, fine
I guess it is Spring after all. For now anyway.
1 comment:
grandma cindy
said...
Hooray for spring . . . and cherry blossoms. How are those coming? P.S. Love that Ms. U is not wearing a jacket and Mr. B. has his winter coat on!
1 comment:
Hooray for spring . . . and cherry blossoms. How are those coming? P.S. Love that Ms. U is not wearing a jacket and Mr. B. has his winter coat on!
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