Letters are so good when you can't actually have the conversations you long for. Now I know the name of those pretty plants. Seaside Daisies. Go the whipper snipper! Lots of angst released right there! I used to chop palm fronds off with large hedge trimmers! So good for health! Your Christmas is YOUR Christmas ... obligations suck.
There's something really magical about sitting outside at night, isn't there? Like the world is letting out a gentle exhale before another day dawns. PS: a BYO beach Christmas is a bloody good idea!
Letters are so good when you can't actually have the conversations you long for. Now I know the name of those pretty plants. Seaside Daisies. Go the whipper snipper! Lots of angst released right there! I used to chop palm fronds off with large hedge trimmers! So good for health! Your Christmas is YOUR Christmas ... obligations suck.
There's something really magical about sitting outside at night, isn't there? Like the world is letting out a gentle exhale before another day dawns. PS: a BYO beach Christmas is a bloody good idea!