Anyone else think patina – be it patina of bronze or patina of face – is the most beautiful thing in the world?
Where do scents take you?
Some plants are just more romantic than others.
Like a clock, petals tell the passing of time.
Every year she’d bring a basket full of mums in colors good enough to eat.
She wore a gingham apron when she worked, blue and white squares across sturdy cotton fabric worn soft by decades of washing.
Pixies keep what’s theirs.
A very small girl stood on top of her dresser, knocking on the jewelry box as if she expected an answer.
At first, she thought it must just be her mind playing tricks on her.
Which color should I draw with?