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, July 05, 2013
It's a good thing, having a good friend with a backyard full of raspberries and a tree swing big enough to share. It's a good thing, these sweet and lazy days, with all the time in the world.