Mimi was an imaginary friend. This is her cloud to represent ideas and musings that seem important enough to bring to life.
Wednesday, June 9, 2010
Tuesday, June 8, 2010
No edge
Today I remembered what it was like to be seven years old and growing up in Jersey at this time of year. The pink puffy pom pom trees are blooming. My sister and I would make pink puffy bouquets with the flowers. The birds were singing on and on. It was 75 degrees and I was walking my dog. It was the perfect day and the weather made the moment.
Subscribe to:
Comments (Atom)






