Every morning they're there he goes out to get breakfast from the bakery, and when he returns they sit in the sun until the coffee's all gone. Afterwards they chase each other around the yard for a bit, laughing, their coffee cups forgotten on the windowsill.
I stumbled across the lovely site of Wire and Paper, and these beautiful paper flowers. Go take a look.
We'll catch the snowflakes and hang them up for everyone to see, hide them through the summer until we can set them free.
He thinks it's important, to take time out of your time to doodle things onto foggy panes in large, loopy, script, whether it be song lyrics, grocery lists or never to be seen 'I love you's.
We now interrupt your winter festivities with the most intense pumpkin ever.
"And that was when they crowned me queen," She tells him in her story teller voice, and sticks the crown on her head and does a quick spin, stopping only to look over her shoulder at him. "Don't you think I'd make a lovely queen? Someday?" She asks, and he can only smile softly as she spins away, distracted by something else already.
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The water and the moss both love the rocks, the strength that it holds and the silent power it demands, but they love very differently. The water takes its time, constantly moving but ever so slowly changing it into something completely different, something that is entirely it's own, while the moss just clings to every space it can, flourishing as long as it promises to never ever let go.
The light falls from the sky like rain, filtering through the clouds, turning everything to gold. And as they lay there, he doesn't notice how the fields look like stars, but only how lovely the other looks, drenched in sunlight.
