I have been walking a big chunk of my commute this past week. Yesterday, my accidental mantra as I was walking was the word lovely. I could not get it out of my head. And then a lot of things came together last night around 11pm and I made a little book for keeping everything lovely that I collect. It is sort of like this but nine months later. I find that I end up with so much STUFF that I want to save. Until I get bored, this will be the place.
Tomorrow morning, Paul has a big test on everything he has learned since July in his surgery rotations. As soon as that finishes, we are headed to Virginia to do some wine tasting here and here. I may try to convince him to find some flea markets/antique fairs. I have this really good feeling that I am going to step out of the car, trip over a box of wood type and face plant into a letterpress that weighs less that 1000 pounds and costs $10.
Dream big, I say.