In my head

... I live here: There are tweeting owls and talking squirrels in the loft, cats on arms of pretty green chairs, rooms filled with dusty things, and out the back are fields and fields of bunnies - like Watership Down but with less bunny death and more fluff...

Twit Twoo

It seems as though owls are everywhere... I found this (at obscurio.etsy.com) and think it's lovely, would love to add it to my little strange collection of goodies

I'm sure that the big fat bird that lands on the aerial on the roof above my room is an owl too... maybe it will turn into David Bowie like in the Labyrinth...

So today I will be starting to work on another set of dresses for my shop... I may even put some feathers on one in homage to my new little wide-eyed-turney-head stalkers...

Twit Twoo!

In the deep blue

I found this little ship... I can hear tiny sailors on board sweeping the deck. There's a lonely one too, He's looking overboard for the mermaid he can still hear singing...

Another room the same

I'm hibernating again, but not really... Me and London are just having a break. I'll be moving back down in a few months or so. This time I'm here, another room... A new old room. It's decorated with all the same flowers but feels different, I can breathe here, but not for long... My butterflies keep asking me what I'm doing and where the fluffy cats are I promised them... And there are no sparrows here. But there is a sewing room where I will be everyday making lots of new pretty things to fill up my shop with. I said a wish in this room a long time ago and I can still feel it everytime I walk in.... There are dusty boxes filled with dusty trinkets from the past and old books and vintage sewing patterns... I'm inspired here. Here is in my imagination, I'm never in a city. I'm in a giant toy box and there's a little corner to hide and write in...