Stories Collected While Living in France
The Daily Wreath:
Flowers collected while walking in the garden,
While thoughts leap and bound in every direction…..
slowly.
spacious time,
to re-connect.
that which matters most kept,
that which does not… drift away like petals falling understep.
Our hands weave the flowers,
the jewels of our time,
into a wreath, our crown, our everyday.
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Note:
Wreaths to wear and flowers in your hair.
Beautiful post, thank you for sharing your Pinterest. Isn’t it a great site?
beautiful, beautiful, beautiful…
OMG, Corey, the hats for pets are just wonderful !!!!! I will be going back to that page again and again, what a delight! You really made my day.
Now, I’ll go back and read the rest of your post.
Today’s post is one of the many reasons I read your blog each day. You remind us to cherish our days.
I drove by Willows this weekend…thinking of you and snapped a picture of the exit sign! Put it on Facebook for my cousin Diane to see! Lol.
Lovely ideas here. I am off to make a hat for my cat now.
Bonjour and good morning, my poetess… (poetress?)
Thank you for your thoughts; they agree 100% with my daily findings….
I always thought that the multiple sens of wreath in the English language is very interesting… In every other language you have different words for the varied senses / meanings of this expression and I always feel a slight hesitation when using ‘wreath’ in any context.
I didn’t know much about Pinterest either, had links from time to time; another ‘subject’ I have no time to dive into as I’d like….
Have a happy day, love
Kiki
Corey where do you find the time? I delete many emails each day so I can spend more time with you.
Rainy
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