I love the Pacific Northwest, I truly do. I have an affinity with this land, even to the extent where I feel like it was my spiritual home long before it was my physical home. That said, it sure gets mighty grey out here some days. Nothing wrong with that, save for the photos that all come out blurry, even at midday and how the air seems to suck all the colors out of the earth. Sometimes even the evergreens seem a little colorless at the edges.
But never fear! With friends like these, always willing to send a Technicolor Dream Vest to brighten even the gloomiest of days, who needs daylight? I can practically feel the California sunlight on it.
This outfit, built yelping in joy, around said vest reminds of a turn-of-the-century circus girl. Part-clown, part-acrobat, part an unexpected side-show act like gimp tricks, or just something cutes-y like trained cats. Fat chance with the latter.
To add to the circus-y goodness, the vest seems to have in it every kind of calico manufactured in the 70s. It's amazing!
Fittingly, Nicole is having a sort of circus-themed giveaway over at her blog, so ladies, so if you'd like to receive one of these puppies (kitty not included) at your doorstep, enter to win now. You need to be following her lovely antics anyway.
Speaking of marvelous mail, if you have ever sent me any, it's up here on the inspiration wall in my little house, right above the sewing machine. Whenever I feel blue, pissed off, or neglected, I like to walk up to it and peruse the beautiful, clever and empowering messages I've received over the years. They never fail to lift my spirit. You are here.
My favorite image of all time, is surprisingly not of Cory, but of the dread-locked high school boy behind that old-fashioned camera. I sometimes wish I could have met him way back when, because surely I would have had a massive crush on him, he seems just like my type.
Lucky for me then, that most each night that same boy takes me for a little row around our bay. There's so much flora and fauna here at the park that you can easily start looking at the most phenomenal things as little mundane, as you rush about the chores of the day. Going on the water gives one time to reflect on what an amazing place we are blessed enough to live in.
Even when the days are gloomy the sunsets can be absolutely enchanted. The light is so soft and golden, and there are hardly any boats on the water. Sometimes I think that the most romantic things are the most ordinary ones, that if you're really in love, your whole life is an expression of that love.
Thank you all for making my life better. Peace and love folks, nothin' but peace and love...and surprise packages (I'm workin' on a couple myself.)