The Secret Garden

One of the strange things about living in the world is that it is only now and then one is
quite sure one is going to live forever and ever and ever. One knows it sometimes when one gets
up at the tender, solemn dawn-time and goes out and stands alone and throws one’s head far back and looks up and up
and watches the pale sky slowly changing and flushing and marvelous unknown things happening until
the East almost makes one cry out and one’s heart stands still at the strange, unchanging majesty of the rising of the sun –
which has been happening every morning for thousands and thousands and thousands of years. One knows it then
for a moment or so. And one knows it sometimes when one stands by oneself in a wood at sunset and the mysterious deep gold stillness slanting through and under the branches seems to be saying slowly again and again something one cannot quite hear,
however much one tries. Then sometimes the immense quiet of the dark-blue at night with millions of stars waiting and watching makes on sure; and sometimes a sound of far-off music makes it true; and sometimes a look in someone’s eyes.

– Frances Hodgson Burnett

Is it summer time yet?

The holidays are over and I’m ready for some hot sunshine and long days.





The “Cool Girl”

I waited patiently – years – for the pendulum to swing the other way, for men to start reading Jane Austen, learn how to knit, pretend to love cosmos, organize scrapbook parties, and make out with each other while we leer.
And then we’d say, Yeah, he’s a Cool Guy.

-Gone Girl: Gillian Flynn

I’m glad I’m not a “Cool Girl” – the girl who fakes it for a guy.
The girl who pretends to love everything he does so his friends approve.

I’m glad I have someone who is different from me but we’re enough of the same.

Simple touches, simple crafts, simple ways to make a home…

So my plan for the new place is full of a ton of colors, that probably won’t match and a lot of handmade simple crafts. I feel like simple handmade things can make a place feel like home. Like it’s lived in. I’ve been playing around with different quotes. I’ve painted one on canvas that I’ll share later-I’m still debating if I like it. And here is another favorite quote of mine. It is from Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban.


I would like to have this on my bedside table eventually; the one that is soon to be bright orange! 🙂