I was feeling restless at home the other day, so I took a drive to Craigville Beach. Sat in the car and wrote in my journal a bit. Looked up and saw this:
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The dogs are smart enough to open the back door of the house. Sometimes Thor, our black fluffernutter of a cat, makes a run for it. This time, it had been snowing:
Yeah, he was like, "Screw this!" and came right back in. (Wuss.)
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Mercury is like his mama:
He likes the heat.
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Valentine's prep:
I have been going through my years of accumulated supplies, pulling out bits suitable for some lovey-dovey cards.
mmmm, glitter and confetti....doilies.....
vintage lace bits, cut up gold doilies, tickets from god-knows-where.
Fabric, cut up yummygoods bags:
more fabric and some heart-shaped doilies (not that you can't see that all for yourself, geez, why am i stating the obvious?):
mmmm, and everyone's favorite, vintage sheet music:
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bah, i am under the weather today. sore throat, spacey, achey.
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i have been thinking lately. what if i could develop a sixth sense, a sense of poetry. How might life be different if i experience it with that sense?
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itching to do some paintings. wanting to delve into hand embroidery. daydreaming of tropical vacations. thankful for new friendships I am developing. loving music and my sweetheart.
excited about a new year.
thanks for hanging out with me.
xo, m