Cold and windy, brrr. And although we had almost nothing on our agenda I didn't make it into the sewing room today. Not even for a moment because there were those things I had to do... like feed the kids. Several times, geesh. And take them out for a gust of fresh air.
So windy was it, that I wished I was sitting here...
(image from the paris apartment)
... perhaps in the South of France? Anywhere warm would do. In my former life (before I was married) I used to travel a lot. Budapest, Istanbul, London, Paris, Venice, Hong Kong. Now I travel to Target, to the gym, to the market, to the park. All within a 5 mile radius and I'm always looking forward to going home. I think I'll be traveling again later though, when the kids are a bit older, so for now it's okay my journeys all take place in daydreams. Today I dreamed of heat. Sundresses and barefeet. And a childrens picnic with sparkling lemonade and cupcakes, a good book, a few macarons... oh, boy. Off to dreamland I go... xo amy.
