I’ve been making items for my Etsy shop which is set to open later this summer is open! You have it from a very good source…there will be are stripes. ;-) [Click photo to view a larger version.]
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It’s easy to complain about the weather. Yes, even in Florida, I am ashamed to say that I complain.
It’s too hot.
It’s too humid.
Granted, the humidity is pretty suffocating (83% humidity at 9 am; forecasted high of 98° with heat index of 105°), but when you think about it? It’s actually kind of extremely ridiculous to complain. I mean, we’re living in a destination city. People pay money to come here. They pay money to experience what I take for granted.
So what would it look like if I stopped comparing Florida to California and started treating Florida as if I was on vacation here? Well, it would probably look a little bit like this:
Beautiful, isn’t it?
This weekend was Aveline’s first time swimming.It was so beautiful to watch as the uncertain look on her face faded away and was replaced with a contented smile.
As she happily splashed, I thought, Lord, let me jump in to Florida. Wash away my uncertainty and let me trust your arms to hold me up so I will not sink.
I keep my spools of thread, buttons, and ribbons in a row of mason jars. I’ve always loved them, especially the older ones. [Click photo to view a larger version.]
And here’s a little peek into our home, also through the fish eye lens.
Oh, I love him. I love him to pieces.
“The moon turns its clockwork dream.
The biggest stars look at me with your eyes.
And as I love you, the pines in the wind
want to sing your name with their leaves of wire.”
-Pablo Neruda
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When I was a little girl, I saved colorful labels and stuck them into the front and back covers of my bible. This is a label from Jupi, a beverage from the former Yugoslavia. (On a related note, my brother and I used to say Jupi! rather than yippee! when we were excited. We only got to drink Jupi on very special occasions, such as our birthdays.)
I call today’s photo “Californian in Florida”…just like me! He he! ;-) But seriously, how hilarious is it that many of the stores here stock oranges from California?
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I missed yesterday’s photo (high angle shot). I lovingly blame a growth-spurting Aveline, who went on a sleep strike and ate hourly for fifteen hours. So you can imagine I’m quite glad to see tonight’s photo, a setting sun. It means bedtime is right around the corner. For how napless my bebe is, she lays her little head down obediently every single night and falls right asleep.
And every single night, I marvel at how incredibly blessed I am and how rich our life is. Like right now, for instance. Aveline is sitting on my lap, holding on to a wash cloth in one hand and beating on the desk with her other hand. She says, “Ahhh. Hahhh. Ahhh. Gahh. Eeeehaa.” while looking over at Josiah, who is sitting next to me clicking away at his computer. I think she’s singing along with Cary Brothers, who is softly crooning, “There is something about you baby so right / I wouldn’t be here without you baby tonight / If ever our love was concealed / No one can say that we didn’t feel a million things / And a perfect dream of life.”
Josiah gets up, walks into the kitchen and switches the light on. I hear the clink of dishes as he unloads the dishwasher. Aveline drops the washcloth to the floor and sticks her tiny foot up on the desk between my hands, still babbling away in her precious little voice.
“You’re the secret I keep, I just wanna be the one, I just wanna sing this song with you.”
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