Goodnight
Duffy. The rain is falling so nicely, isn’t it. I’m ridiculously happy to have you back home safe and well. I love you very very much. Sleep deeply and well,
Love ma’amy x
we spoke about sleeping on cloud rugs with starsky blankets, and i love him.
shiimmmy.
Sorry for always neglecting, and then breaking promises to keep updating…truth is at the moment i’m happily busy, and writing pen to page in my books fufills me enough. but i love reading all of your words M and i sent you a package today.
My day today is a swirl of lemon, maple syrup, rainbow plaid and white crinkle linen. My love is in the the music that thumps my chest. Having this free free day is making me dance, and wiggle and read about colour.
The components contributing to my glee:
*Beyonce hip shakin sass beats
*piles and piles of lemons
*the new notebook magazine
*a night ahead of watching friends play their music.
im smashing right on into this day, in the most gentle and open way.
Gah, she’s a hip shaking mama and I love ya love ya love ya. She makes me feel hip shakin’ sass makin’ lady lovely.
Rainy day love love love. Yellow boots and peachy birds.
(via dixonlea)
I hope he's not reading this..
A quick update for my lonely, neglected but cherished blog.
Right now I’m dressed Sargent Peppers theme. Kinda Christmas meets military, and my feet are toasty warm in boots I didn’t think I’d be able to stomp around in yet.
I just ate a yummy tummy pleasing date scone, and I realized that if I had to marry a dried stone fruit, date would be the one.
I’m lusting/drooling over heart thumping, breath sighing pictures of warm Tuscan streets. I promise I’m going to walk you.
Ok, tomorrow: Valentines. For some reason I always end up working on Valentines Day, so I’m seeing my love in the late late evening. I got him 2 gifts. One is 10 tickets to paintball to use on whoever, whenever he feels like unleashing that boy inside and a gorgeous framed sign which I admit tickled my fancy before I thought of Mike. It’s long and thin, surrounded my a rustic white carved frame. The sign is hand painted the kinda red that makes me wiggle my toes, and in a vintage inspired, hand scrawled font it reads, ‘Always kiss me goodnight’. I wanna hang it over our bed forever. Until the paint on the wall changes colour. I want to tell our babies that it stopped me in my rain drenched tracks, smiling at me from inside the flower shop on my street.
Enjoy the ones around you today and tomorrow, you know you don’t need a day to dictate whether you buy flowers or bring suprise cups of tea.
Happy love day to everyone.
173 people now no longer here. Come on, universe! This is heartbreaking, watching this unfold and the number of those lost keeps growing. Everyone, please keep the Australian state of Victoria in your hearts.
