Monday, March 20, 2017

winter was an excellent place in which to find myself.  Sherlock Holmes, Elizabeth Gaskell, Edith Wharton, Ralph Waldo Emerson were my easy companions...

my mind struggled in winter's stillness though with creative gnawing's, knowing that spring was approaching.  i am so much more of a dreamer than a doer and the darkness of winter does not inspire my doing in the least bit.  so these things, coming each day, two by two, are quite the miracle and managed to finally birth themselves from my libraries of deep thinkings to the physical realm.

fifteen things will be in miss teapot's shop keeping for spring festivities.

happiest of spring wanderings!
may you find yourself in the sprinkling magic of petals falling like snow around you:)

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