Glorious not only for that western, setting sun that when you live on the top of a hill gives you just incredible light– but because I brought my camera with me and even though I didn’t shoot much and those shots I took I am not loving– it was the process of walking, looking, soaking in the sun with no schedule that felt like heaven.
The afternoon holds a promise to hightail it to the beach with a friend.. . fingers crossed.
And, speaking of friends– the lovely Stefanie Renee sent me the most perfect dream of a ceramic hanging and I have tried and tried to capture it but it defies the camera– just believe me– it could not work more perfectly than hanging from this tree branch in this window– so so lovely and sweet*.
P.S. * true story: Terri and I had just finished placing the branches and I stepped back and said, ‘hmm, it needs something to hang right there’– and Terri said, ‘oh, you’ll find something’ and at that EXACT moment (hand to god) the mailman walked up my porch steps and dropped a package at the door. A package with THIS amazing white ceramic hearts that say ‘dream’.
oh yes, merrily merrily merrily down the stream we go . . ..