WHERE IT BEGAN

i fell hard for this rustic setting. freshly cut hydrangeas, tinted glass, vintage teacups and the flood of midday light. incredibly romantic, don't you think? maybe this couple will be gazing into each others eyes, listening to neil diamond and still be holding hands at eighty.

i'd like to think so.

{three nails}

i'm still adjusting to the shift in time. and you? with all that is going on in the world, i hope you are finding your balance as well.

// xx

{the sun rises in the east, 
a crimson ball the night is going 
and the moonlight pales 
the lamps turn dim 
and the stars fade out 
as though the bright radiance of wisdom's rays 
dispels the pleasures that the senses tire, 
and the light of hope chases away 
the murky darkness of despair and doubt} - sant surdas