Does it get any cuter than this little hand-painte…

“One regret, dear world, that I am determined not to have when I am laying on my deathbed is that I did not kiss you enough.” -Hafiz

Wishful thinking… I am masking my face at this very moment with the kind of mask that hardens on your face.   It’s suppose to “lift” it.   I’m not sure if it does but it sure does SOMETHING.  Anyway, my 8 year old was wandering aimlessly about as she has all week and I suggested that…

This is my new favorite song. Something about it makes my heart ache and helps me to be more tender with myself. Learning to be my own, sweet butterfly.

There’s a certain kind of beauty in tragedy but it’s not something I want to behold for long.

Some sort of grassy plant at the B&B taken with a sweet zoom lens.  

Oh! I almost forgot! I have a new message on my inspiration line. It’s (206) 424-6322. Call it if you like. Leave a message if you want to. I love to hear those luscious human voices. 🙂