bluebirds
after my grandma kitty died, I came to have a blue glass bluebird that she bought while traveling near venice. her stories of the trip and bluebird were vibrant and made me want to go there too. when I finally did, I sought to find a matching one but found his brother instead. you can't see in the picture very well but the bird I bought has some green and blue bits infused into the belly which is lovely when viewed in the sunlight.
beach
ocean, lake, river, pond, no matter. I love the edges of them all equally. our family vacations growing up were at or near cannon beach in oregon. it’s a lovely little town with great shops and the best ice cream! the sound of waves crashing on the shore is sublime isn’t it?
2 comments:
I feel to special that I was with you to get Grandma Kitty's bluebird a brother! What a wonderful trip that was . . . venice . . so beautiful. . . minus sleeping on the 70's hide-a-bed!
yea, that bed was horrible wasn't it? and I loved that you were on that trip with me too!
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