The rest is right, the rest is wrong. The rest will come when it comes along

by lostindrawers

The winters here are not snow covered, merry and white  but when the days are misty and quiet, there is a magic in the air that makes you glad to be outside, alive and exploring.

Forests and cities alike  the world when it is quiet is a gorgeous thing to behold.

We do live a beautiful world.


p.s. AND I got this beautiful dress as a present from my mother and father in love, so of course I had to wear as soon as humanely possible. It needed a POUF! so I thew a petticoat underneath…and POUF it was!