Paint Chip Story

 

Morning calm. Ambient light. Winter solstice passed the one horn white. What do you feel, sleepy star dancer? My pink taffy heart answers: 

Sunshine, trees, color, laughter. 

I pull on my blue jeans as my mind hums a tune. Am I the same girl? I Sunday stroll my way to the park, even though it's a Monday. My fox friend squints at me, too sleepy to care. I swing in the winter sun solaria, making 6 year old me giggle. What did I love to do when I was 10?

I meet a laughing maiden at the coffee nook. The sage gentlemen nearby had solved the world's problems. How to get hot chocolate out of a mustache, however...well, that's a tough one. 

Parisian Red. Golden Thread. Alleyway perspective. Public art detective. Quilts and more. Paint store detour. A lovely mid February day!