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.
Tuesday, June 18, 2013
the sights of summer
No, we didn't get a dog. We borrowed a neighbor's friendly puppy.
It was mutual admiration and bewilderment.
Ok we are only three days in but I am so loving summer right now.