there are landscapes. there are flowers. there are dancing fairies.

there is tea on my stove, and honey on my shelf. the wind is tickling my hair. and a cat sits by my feet. i'm carrying with me the good things we know.

As most of you know, a couple of weeks ago I took a trip to Vancouver Island. It's one of the few places in the world, where magic doesn't only exist in your mind. Magic is everywhere here. In the flowing trees, and streams. In the sand, and cherry blossom trees. Look close enough to the dirt, and it even seems to sparkle.

I think we all have those places where we feel like a cocoon. We feel like we're limiting our growth, and stuck in a shell. I also think, we all have those special places, where we shake, and grow wings. No longer in a cocoon, but a metamorphosis, now a butterfly. What better way to celebrate freedom, then wearing a flower dress and dancing on the waters of Vancouver Island?

Don't feel sad. Go outside, and ignite your senses with the smell of outdoors. Sometime's I've fallen blue, or tired, or dull-feeling, but the second I step outside, regardless of the brightness of the sun, I am awakened. If I could live outside, I would. Would you?

As I sit here, eyes shut, pretending I'm still Vancouver bound. I'll pretend the following picture is a post card, and all thats written is, "the weather here is beautiful, wish you were here beautiful"......

I've fallen in love with cherry blossom trees, and if you send a genie my way, I'll wish for a cherry tree in the center of my bedroom. How beautiful would it be to awake to pink petals all over the sheets on which you sleep?... Dream on.

dress- good will $5

tights- bestey johnson, xmas.

boots- value village $15

Sweet day dreams to you, and kisses to your friends.

xoxoxo

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