a collection of special things #3

black cats with bald bandy legs giving me furry kisses

playing banjo til my fingers callous

feverishly writing lists of secret fears on napkins in the beer garden with sophie

seeing the stars burn waywardly through the gumtrees at waverock

spending a whole day in constant communication with gen, and feeling like she is back here again.

walking through the farmers markets, arms bundled with bread

Dylan's mannerisms, gesticulations, expressions, presence.

red wine outside in the cool evening

dreams about a tall willowy woman as the air changes shape around her

a collection of special things #2

dad's special 'boat glasses'. the arms are stuck to the frames with glue.

sewing pockets on skirts

capricious beers, sitting on a crochet blanket, rain falling on tin roofs, indulging in eachother's details

Carob cake made from home processed carob that Nyria stole from a tree on her street.

a loft full of light, with big windows over looking the lemon tree

Blunstone boots

bright lights, loud music, leaning back in chairs, turning our heads towards one another and whispering

a monkey with a drum

A collection of special things #1

conversations about life defining moments in your red car
conversations that are life defining moments in your red car

the way my heart flutters every morning. how thrilling the mornings are. how much it excites me to be awake.

My brother wearing a giant scarf on his head. His 'incognito' look. Maybe that would achieve its intended purpose if it was not the loudest scarf I have ever seen - red and polkadotted.

Bryan kisses. I will miss these so much. neck nuzzles, feeling his prickly chin against my skin. whispering in eachother's ears. holding his face in my hands and kissing him twenty times on the lips.