I often find myself telling
friends here in AZ that winter has lost all meaning to me. Growing up on the
Oregon coast, winter became associated with a few things that you just don’t
get much of in the middle of the desert.
To me, winter is gray. It’s
bracing, salt-filled wind. Winter is the roar of a fire, competing with the
chaotic drumming of the rain. It’s fuzzy socks and buckets of hot tea.
I don’t get
winter anymore. And that makes me more depressed than you might guess.
So! January’s
love list is all about winter… or about things that remind me of winter as I
know it.
Fuzzy and adorable… perfect.
There’s something so lovely about
this in a melancholy way.
Because what would be more
perfect for drinking tea from?
And hey! Tea made from roses…
very Oregon.
If ever there was a dress that
looked like a cloud….
Because the author is amazing,
and the title makes me smile.
Paisely, the color of the ocean…
and it’s dainty.
I don’t know if these need an
explanation… they’re lovely, and if I could wear this style of earring still,
I’d buy myself a pair.
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