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, June 27, 2014
the museum
1 comment:
grandma cindy
said...
What a lovely museum. And it has such young and creative curators. It's sure to be a hit!
1 comment:
What a lovely museum. And it has such young and creative curators. It's sure to be a hit!
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