It always puts things into perspective when you think what other people have had to go through.
And I feel ashamed for forgetting all the wonderful things I have in my life. Especially when people who have suffered so much more than us, can still turn around and say:
"I still believe, in spite of everything, that people are really good at heart." - Anne Frank.
Here is a fine example of a lovely old piece of furniture being restored into a fresh, utterly delightful piece of awesomeness that makes me "I waaaaant now sil vous plait"
A delightful elephant-embellished door. "Welcome to my house"
Lovely, simple architecture with soft colours and a hint of powerful red.
Old, wizened doors with scribble. But with character.
Lilac and green doors with dirt + chalk. Can you imagine how many times this one has been opened and closed and left open? It yawns of history and experience.
Last, but not least: this delightul colour is my absolute favourite xx
Why do we have such a boring, plain, lifeless doors? The little things make a world of difference ...
I heart the feel of this photo - long cosy socks, casually sitting on the kitchen counter enjoying a cup of tea with just a hint of cheekiness. :) And is that a smurfs tee? That's pretty coolness.
J'adore this photo. It evokes feelings of balmy summer evenings in the holidays that seem to last forever, and never long enough. It speaks of laziness and relaxation but also of passion and enjoyment of a beloved hobby. Perhaps a couple of carefree friends will sip on milkshakes and stop for a swing at the park on the way down to the beach before enjoying the glowing sunset...
Dreams are essential to life, and daydreams are even more joyful xo