finishing up a knitting project, a gift for a dear friend, but she won't receive it until the hottest summer month
a bat under my leg, under my step
a pillow that is in desepate need of a new slipcover
a table, and little hands, smeared in peanut butter
the smell of pumpkin bread in the over
first word dictionaries strewn across the floor
flipflops on even though it's sleeting outside
headed in to the big city for an airport pickup (eeeks! city driving...must get another coffee to get through this adventure)
journals and gifts and packages to be organized and wrapped and created
still planning NYC trip (keep the suggestions coming...i'm eating them up. we are going to spend the whole day (and budget) on eating, clearly.)
incense, wet heads from baths, piles of laundry to be folded, the hum of the monitor as joey sleeps
how's your life?
Wednesday, April 04, 2007
my life as i know it
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8 comments:
Nina, yesterday's photo could have been right out of a vintage shop. I love the feel the lighting and the candid-ness of it all.
thanks for stopping by and leaving your wonderful encouragement...
I too love Yesterday's photo, something you should blow up and frame for sure!
I have to go look at yesterday's photo....my world and life is terrific right now, how can it be anything but when on vacation?
I'm still not happy though, to miss the opportunity to meet you in NYC, sigh.
Can I climb into your purse and come along on your NYC adventure?
Oh, I'm dying to wear flip flops too! Can't wait!
Life is foggy and overwhelming right at the moment...I like your list much better than what I would put down now. :-) Your upcoming trip sounds divine. I hope that you have a wonderful time!!!!!
Perfect photograph...xoxoxoxoxo
that yarn is deeelicious. So glad we passed on this week...the weather is so stay in doors and wear jammies all day-longish!
beautiful springy (almost summery) weather, skirts and capris, snot pouring from the noses, seeds going in the ground. that's our report!
I'm just going to breathe in your life for a moment and pretend that it's mine.
No really, I would never want anything different than mine; just a different way of looking at mine is probably all I need.
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