it was not a stay home saturday

i visited my alma mater. locked, i had to contend with memories from the old metal gates and wooden doors.

a saturday must-have: tea break with nourishment from cakes and books.

the evening ended with happy purchases for the home.

among the lot, a lovely clear plate with floral details and a powder blue mug perfect for hot chocolate or coffee :)

flowers and a narrow funnel vase to pretty things up

friday is for...

contemplation and a cuppa with you in mind

(picture from here)

little surprises like a vintage watch (courtesy of the husband) which is crazy pretty

the little fox that is my love

scattered polariods on the bed or elsewhere in the room

(pictures from here & here)

my super cute pair of glittery silver toms that makes me feel like magic

Sleepless in...

It's 1:05am...


Obviously the sleeping bug hasn't bitten.
What's on my mind?

Had a strange dream the other night about the end of days - people dying from solar exposure as heat from the sun becomes fatal. But my death in that dream didn't come from the burning star; I'm supposed to die from suffocation. How odd.

I dreamt of whales before too. Inky skies and choppy seas and whales in song, magnificent in their form. It had an end of days quality about it too that dreamscape. I read today a trainer in the US died, killed by one of the whales in the tourist facility. How ironic and tragic. They belong to the wild these creatures; no aquarium is ever large enough to contain their spirit.

(can't recall picture source. sorry.)

hands

i have this thing for hands.

they are almost always one of the first things i'd notice about a person.

the shape of their fingers - long and knobbly or short and stubby - and for some reason i'm drawn to knobbly ones, not really those willowy feminine ones; the length of their nails - short ones do it for me; and whether they are adorned with rings, and if they are, what sort of rings.

i wish my hands were a little longer and more knobbly.

(pictures via here)

mid-week moments

today i just feel like doing this

  

(pictures via flickr and little folk)

b is for...

it's funny how amazing news can hit you and get you instantly excited - makes you just wanna run and hop around in glee.

i can't say (yet) what my brother rang me up for but all i can say is it's crazy good!

(pictures via here)

collecting thoughts

someone told me about collecting thoughts today.

that got me wondering what it's like.

are they like paper aeroplanes we catch with nets?

 

or something heavy that weighs on our minds? 

or something that sets sail into the faraway land of imagination?

do we stare blankly at our feet unawares and get lost in time?

 

or do we lose our focus in the glare of bright lights?

 

i don't exactly know how the process goes.

it could be as impossible to grasp as nature.

 

or be as sublime as the sunset.

  












but i know that if you start with love, your thoughts can't go too far wrong.

(pictures via here and here)

f is for friday

f is for...

feathers

 

(feathers in hand via here)

the weekend is here. i suppose we should feel as light as feathers, floating towards nothingness.

 food

 

hot chocolate with giant marshmallows - the ultimate comfort food.

but for me, comfort food means an all-day brekkie or a cupcake.

falling in love

 (heart cloud via here)

(hearts on grass via here)