Danniella Petal came to stay;
we got all dressed up to play all day
...lalala lalala lallala laa la...
I'm making some pretty accessories soon to match my dresses, of which there will also be more soon, and knits and prints and polaroids. My brain flowers have decided I can't post anything in my little shop until my new back drop that Barny is helping me build is made :) plans plans plans bobbing around on my horizon; the waters still a bit choppy, but I can see a cloud clearing. Lot's of exciting stuff, but for now it's all about head-dresses...
Here are some delightful ones from Etsy Land:
Tales from The Treehouse
It's made more simple sometimes because I chose to create a blame and place it elsewhere, then I don't get sad. Until he sings a song over lunch and I imagine his younger days and them, and dancing, and looking forward. She sits and waits for you, she misses you from just there, she can't reach you. I don't know where all the middle bit went; everything went from then 'till now and I know the fault is nowhere but all over, lost in the middle bit that vanished, just after we danced to your music in the living room and just before all the thinking took you elsewhere. I don't know where you are going but I wish you'd stay. I wish I would have seen the middle bit, instead of being so far away.
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