I was fortunate enough to get some fresh lavender from an OG. It’s been a long time since I’ve been able to see, smell and touch one of my favorite flowers. I’m so grateful. Can’t wait for them to dry some and get married to some essential oils. Delighting in the magic of the mundane.
Its refreshing to indulge in some beauty amidst the black hole of anxiety and terror that is in the offing. A reminder that life continues with or without us. Here’s to new growth.
Kiss me until my lips swell in protest one that we are committed to ignoring show me the subtle magic of transfiguration while your tongue teases mine and we flirt with danger “you taste of honey-wine and sunshine my love. welcome home”
There is beauty in the discovery.
I tossed in some GF Penne and we devoured it. Attempts to take a picture of the full meal was futile.