freedom hangs like heaven over our heads

Happy Saturday mail carriers, lovestruck loners, and lazy dogs. I'm sitting by an imaginary fire. It's cloudy and dark out. I could waste my time wishing for the sun. But I'd rather wish for flavors of strawberry, warm hands, friendly faces, populated avenues....





A month or two ago, my dad purchased color filters for my camera. Two days ago, me and my mom shared an adventure that included chocolate flavored tea, delicate desserts, and exploring those filters. Our photo adventure began with dandelion bliss, rolling through grassy fields, and watching sailboats as they pass. It ended two hours...two hundred pictures later...



There's something in the air, something in the language of the clouds translating the changing seasons. Good-bye Summer air. Hello- Autumn palette. When I was young, a fleeing summer meant a fleeing happiness. I don't know why. Maybe it had to do with the cold air. Maybe it had to do with the ringing school bells. Maybe it was the sudden curfews, the dry hands, the cold feet. Or surely it was the dying of flowers, the birds spreading wings, the grass not so green. The sun not so bright. The clock not so free. Spring will always be my favorite. Spring's vocabulary is full of welcome home's, I've missed you so, I'll watch you grow. Spring means renewal, and mud, I love mud. What's Autumn? Autumn is the artist. Painting the meadows in deep browns, electric oranges, bright yellows.



Belonging to my anatomy is a life full of warm hearts, warm bodies, and warm love. No matter the season, or how crisp the autumn air is on my flesh, I will always feel the warmth. If I were a bird, with capable wings, I surely wouldn't migrate. This life I'm living is too good.

P.S Autumn weather equals wooly sweaters,
and big boots,
and faux fur,
and thick socks,
and thick knits,
and earthly colors...
and...
and...
a bohemian girl's favorite fashions..yippy!











"When autumn comes, she'll be there
Jasmine still in her hair
Her tea leaves dry by the sea

Many men behind her door
Have heard the bathtub run and longed to love her
And though she doesn't wait for me
We never ask the time when we're together. "

boots- the bay $80
socks- winners $7
top- urban outfitters $20
skirt- tj max $12

peace
and love
and teas
and beds
and deep blue seas
where we rest our heads.