making fairy gardens watching the flowers sway in the wind morning outside on the deck with a cup of matcha putting up the tea shelves taking photos because it makes my heart sing messy desk in the corner near the window the feverfew has started to bloom the bees dancing in the lavender clover between my toes
dreamy mornings clover enveloping your feet a body leaning towards the sun, again.
this is the practice— noticing. seeing. being. becoming. “beauty as a strategy “- Jeanne Oliver