sunny saturday. the nights have cooled. i put the winter blanket on the bed.
dug into my italian stamps and new martha stewart red labels. rustled through my old maps.
this evening i stood out back and listened for small planes. craned my neck up towards the darkening sky and watched planes with flickering lights stitching a diagonal line over moss cottage. i always imagine myself up there. looking down on the hills and houses and tiny streets. flying towards the open ocean and quiet northern coast. watching the starlights blink on. one after another.
that’s me. always hatching escape plans. dreaming of far away places. even while i’m content at home. on a saturday in mid october.
wonderful photos of your wonderful paper stuff.
All of your papers and ephemera look so yummy that I just want them but, of course, wouldn’t be able to do so very much with them. Perhaps i need to take one of your classes????
joan i got my labels at a STAPLES store
Where did you get the Martha Stewart labels? In store or online?
{{ love this, photo & all!
i am suffering in the best way—>
as i have a Huge Crush
on martha’s red labels!!
HUGE
CRUSH !! }}
♥
That’s me too. A person of opposites. LOVE being home but always dreaming of being away. Love watching you plan your new class and every trip you take. I can relate…I do the same kind of planning. Makes me feel good that there’s some one else who does those things -everyone else I know just takes tours-and I love the planning. Thanks for sharing.
Sweet dreams Miss Moss, sweet precious dreams!
When exactly is your trip to Venezia, La Serenissima? I’m so looking forward to it, experiencing it through your eyes. Reading your post I just thought of the time I flew OVER Los Angeles, but not into or out of Los Angeles, on a flight from Albuquerque to San Jose. The L.A. basin at night from a plane is unbelievable, it is unimaginably huge. I dare say there isn’t another place like it flying over.