November 23, 2011
a few of my latest thrifted treasures. i'll let pia speak for me today. she can say it better than i ever could. turns out things are a little harder than i first thought. time to get back on the road again. in other news, can someone please cancel my etsy account? how many christmas presents is one girl allowed?
boxes of memories piled up around me.
lidded crates filled with found fabrics,
clusters of timber furniture.
i just look and let the memories
sweep me away,
turning past to present.
floral pillowcase and teacosy love.
could these dinner plates be any more beautiful? so bright and too cheap to pass up.
uncovered this little gem behind a collection of damaged frames. my little ballerinas!
her pose and eyes!
a floral sheet never gets passed up.
a little bessemer cutie.
lilac pillowcase love.
i want to take it all with me.
i want to surround myself with my things.
but there is no space in my suitcase.
there is no time to linger here,
in the past,
which will one day find itself
in my future.
i know that.
the sun hits the tin roof.
it sings ping ping.
no lights needed here,
the sunshine penetrates even the
darkest rooms in my heart.
i touch things to let them know i care.
beautiful words courtesy of my heart wanders.