Oh Girl

I walk past your
flower room every day.

  
I see you,
but I say nothing.

  
I'm so afraid
to look at you.
Oh, girl.

  
You say I'm the strongest.
I say you're the kindest.

  
You ask me where I'm going.
I point to the ocean.

  
Oh, girl.

Russian Ensemble Birch Dance

All Around My Hat

Rather excited about two purchases recently. Marta, my pretty vintage Swedish enamelware tea pot and this robin egg blue strainer. 

Here and There