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.
Sunday, June 24, 2012
Spray Park
1 comment:
grandma cindy
said...
That looks like a great park. Love that B is wearing one of the tie dye tshirts.
1 comment:
That looks like a great park. Love that B is wearing one of the tie dye tshirts.
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