winter browns.

crunching leaves and frosty noses,
brisk mornings and frozen hoses.
lots of fires with warming flames,
hazy skies and indoor games.
slippery footing and falling snow,
and lots of cuddling with my beau.

- by yours truly. :)

these are just a few of the things that winter browns mean to me. what do they mean to you?

image: the oak leaf’s icy veins

wrap up: {browns} {color} {frosty} {leaf} {oak} {poem} {story} {winter}

oh, how wonderful it is to live near a seaside town where the streets are lined with garden daisies and you can gaze up at the marshmallow clouds. living in our vintage summer, we dream together under the beach umbrella, sharing a single sorbet. is obvious to me what it is… it’s love.

a story made possible by alice b. gardens.

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you know i love a good story. i think you’ll enjoy this one:

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 
these paintings are by the amazing artist, sophie blackall and are part of her missed connections project. it’s an ongoing series of paintings based on real, anonymous messages posted online by lovelorn strangers, and i can’t help but get my heart strings all wrapped up in them.

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{how much more red could this be? by fusaka}

{orange flowers, orange bathroom by dyniss}

{bananas by jodi*mckee}

{the enviromental issue (365/103) by jennipenni}

{the art of letting go by beth retro}

{royal flush by carolinabena}

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