my shadow; photo credit goes to Koala
Spring is coming, and with it a thousand plans and a new venture in life. For our little flat, these are the things that I crave:
... kombucha fermenting in clear glass jars, lining an aged shelf in the kitchen
... a little brown crock filled with cookies
... bookshelves, at least two, filled with the sort of books to be pulled out and perused on both cozy autumn nights and sweat-stained summer afternoons
... houseplants in the windows and spilling from the corners
... hand cream and tissues on a tiny end table
... space, high ceilings, the illusion of freedom
... a piano and a stereo so that we can always, always have music
... candles and window light
And foremost on the list, never a dearth of warmth and welcome, for all.
