the old saying goes, diamonds are a girl's best friend. i beg to differ. i'd trade a diamond for a bike any day. i'd trade another one for a friend to have a bike too. then i'd trade a third diamond for a free afternoon with sunshine. so i could go for a ride with that friend.
my little pearl. you may not work properly all the time but it doesn't matter.
i'm going away for the rest of the week so i thought i'd bring her up to the flat for safekeeping while i'm gone. running back and forth packing my bag and cooking up some quick lunch, i couldn't stop but admire the afternoon light, the herringbone floor boards and her fame, beautifully unsuspicious.
my little pearl. you may not work properly all the time but it doesn't matter.
i'm going away for the rest of the week so i thought i'd bring her up to the flat for safekeeping while i'm gone. running back and forth packing my bag and cooking up some quick lunch, i couldn't stop but admire the afternoon light, the herringbone floor boards and her fame, beautifully unsuspicious.
I'm not surprised you couldn't stop but admiring that scene. What a beautiful bike and floor.
ReplyDeletehi miss.
ReplyDeletejust a little note to let you know i'm thinking of you and miss you.
did you know you're grand?
love elizabeth.
thanks emedemarta for your comment! it's always such a nice little surprise to see bloggers that i admire for their crafting and photography leave comments here on my humble little piece of virtual space!
ReplyDeleteand elizabeth! you're the sweetest girl a girl could ever hope to know. i'm missing you a lot too. how are things on the farm?