I love the simplicity of spring flowers by a window. The contrast of light and dark. The pink and white that pop and make me dreamy. More and more I find myself being drawn to the warmth and other world-ness of this new season. Yesterday birds were chattering in the morning until dusk came. I felt content in my apartment. Selah was sleeping and her breathe a steady rythm lulling me to sleep. The breeze sounding like a soft ocean shore releasing me from the ties of restlessness and worry and leading me by the hand to dream.
