In the days that came after, I pressed flowers in old books, and scratched lines in the dirt. I wrote words with blades of grass, and scribbled in fading diaries.
But if it rained, I only listened to the sound of the water hitting the roof and the slow beating of my heart, waking up from its slumber.
But if it rained, I only listened to the sound of the water hitting the roof and the slow beating of my heart, waking up from its slumber.
lovely <3 it feels so dreamy.
ReplyDeletethese pictures are so whimsical and lovely, like something out of a fairytale ♥ much love, samantha xx
ReplyDeleteAw, cool! I love your words, as usual, but the pictures are very cool. I like the one with the rocks. I stared at it for quite some time :)
ReplyDeleteSo lovely. You have such talent, MJ! x
ReplyDeletemj, mj, mj--
ReplyDeletethere is really nothing to say in response to such beauty-- instead i am only trapped inside an endless box of mediocre "how lovely" 's and for this i am sorry
the worlds you create are endlessly perfect
x
your words have such a wonderful rhythm.
ReplyDeleteOh, your words and images go perfectly togethter. ♥ Everything in your blog is just exquisite.
ReplyDeleteI must echo Angelica's words - there really are no adequate words to praise you. The daisies are especially wonderful. x
ReplyDeleteyou should know how lovely your words are... ♥
ReplyDeleteThis is so exquisite! I love that last sentence; the sound of raindrops on the roof is one of my favourites.
ReplyDeleteHow truly wonderful your posts always are. I adore your little Inuksuk, and the beautiful flowery embroidery.
ReplyDeleteGrace and peace,
Kinnery xx
Your embroidery projects are all just so beautiful, if you sold them I would so buy some! <3
ReplyDeletexx and hugs
Jhordyn
Your blog is absolutely beautiful, as are these embroidery projects.
ReplyDeleteSo peaceful, mellow and uplifting.
I like your words, by the way.
They make me feel really warm and fuzzy, as cheesy as that sounds.
infinite x's and o's,
Chelsea