Guest blog post by J. Starr:
"I had a sense of preparation for a love to come like the extension of canopies, the unrolling of ceremonial carpets, as if I must first create a marvelous world in which to house it, in which to receive adequately this guest of honor" ~Anais Nin.
drinking pink bubbles on the stone patio
the sound of pigeons cooing on the roof
the church bell ringing
gazing at the bright stars from my bed while drifting to sleep
the morning light and birds singing as an alarm clock
tulips on the cusp of blooming
playing slightly naughty card games with friends.
the worlds best croissants from the bakery that only makes them to order on the weekends.
singing to Neko Case and Wilco while making homemade ricotta cheese and butternut squash ravioli
baguettes in a wicker basket
running past bee houses
friends that live a few steps away and walk over in their pajamas for morning coffee.
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