the last of summer fruits ♥ dusting off the dancing shoes ♥ smelling the roses ♥ eating way to many pastries ♥ the best gifts, if you ask me, are books (and double points if it's poetry books) - Thank you Trev.
It seems like my mother has always loved beautiful things. I am hardly surprised because her whole garage is filled to the brim with old furniture, boxes of vintage fabric, dress patterns, porcelain and tons of other hidden treasures. She is a terrible hoarder but I love it because now that my sister and I have our own apartments, we get to decorate it with pretty things from my mommy's "collection". It is also where I found this little guy, packed away with other old photographs.
It now has a special place in my apartment amongst all the other print I love. A little reminder of the beauty of girlhood and how it's never really lost.
I recently bought a new chair. I loved this chair and had this dream of sitting by the window, reading while the sunlight and cool autumn breeze streams in.
It was a bad idea ......
...because as soon as the chair found its new home in by bedroom, Vivienne claimed it as her own. Now I never get a chance to use my chair. You can't reason with a cat nor convince it to give up her new favorite cap nap spot!