November 19, 2011

where much is born, much is torn.

so many things have changed and so much has happened since i actually had the time to sit down and give this blog some quality lovin'.






love lost and found me, i lost and found myself...

...and i think this might be the perfect place to let you in.











“Nothing really dies,” I told him. “It just turns into something else. Everything is always changing form. Do you remember the pumpkin that rotted into the earth in your garden? Tomatoes sprouted where it used to be. This bird will go back to the earth and turn into lavendar flowers and butterflies.”
-Anne Cushman