1. this paintbrush comb.
{best hardware store purchase in awhile.}
2. this old basket.
{newly “baby proofed” up high.}
3. this lamp.
{back in its home.}
4. this bun.
{only slightly more complicated a request than a giant bow.}
5. this wall.
{because it’s about to be painted.}
other things:
shame they didn’t include photos of lagoon hopping with small children.
new york is the best city to cry in.
the words of all-but-forgotten individuals.
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Oh my word, that poem about crying in New York really hit me. Beautiful.
Thank you so much! I’m new to your blog. These articles….profound, painful and moving to read.
Q about painting without disturbing old paint – are you doing any patching of holes/cracks/etc?
Thank you so much for posting the paintbrush comb. I’ve been slowly painting rooms in this old house of mine and I dread cleaning the brushes.
This made cleaning them not only easy but fun.
Thanks for sharing the love sick link! That was a thought provoking read.
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