In my little dreams I live here...
Isn't dreaming wonderful and magical! I could live here, maybe I once have lived here and woke up wrapped in crisp white sheets, stretched and yawned with perfectly clean cool air touching my skin. Maybe I did tip toe outside to feel the dew about my feet and listen to the morning birds speak to one another. And maybe I spread my lavender blanket on the grass near the garden full of fragrant peonies and garden roses, purple and white cornflower, hollyhock and bleeding hearts. And I sit to read my favorite book all morning long as blades of grass bent in the breeze to tickle my fingertips... yes I love little dreams.
♥em
{p.s. just click on the photo to be taken to the source - a very talented photographer by the name of Ngoc Minh Ngo}
Isn't dreaming wonderful and magical! I could live here, maybe I once have lived here and woke up wrapped in crisp white sheets, stretched and yawned with perfectly clean cool air touching my skin. Maybe I did tip toe outside to feel the dew about my feet and listen to the morning birds speak to one another. And maybe I spread my lavender blanket on the grass near the garden full of fragrant peonies and garden roses, purple and white cornflower, hollyhock and bleeding hearts. And I sit to read my favorite book all morning long as blades of grass bent in the breeze to tickle my fingertips... yes I love little dreams.
♥em
{p.s. just click on the photo to be taken to the source - a very talented photographer by the name of Ngoc Minh Ngo}
3 comments:
Oh, that's beautiful! i could definately live there.
I will live across the Fairies spring so we can do lunch under the pussy willow trees.<-- my fave.
...cooking breakfast at the old wood stove. I think I could manage living there, too. Giving up technology for fresh air, nature and quiet. I think I'd do it!
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