Rain. Moving forward. Slowly.
My Crate & Barrel framed print came in the mail this week. The quality of the print made me smile for 24 hours. It came in a box as big as a house.
Planning a trip to the windy city and beyond. Steeling myself for ten flights in as many days. My apartment smells like lilies. I bought myself a pair of teetering heels. Like a note of intention in a wallet or under a pillow. I will have a needed cause to wear these heels before the month is through.
And if not, I'll wear them to Sunday brunch.
I feel the need to depart, if only for a moment, from the warm burnt palette I've been working with. And so, cool and quiet are the boat sheds and their reflections.