you take one last, long look at your favourite view
you take one last, long look at your favourite view
hi all! a note that today's pastoral fantasy will be the last. thank you for enjoying these little images with me for the last six (!) years. there are no plans to delete or wipe this account. links in bio. π©΅
you use the spare fabric from a sewing project to stitch up a scarf for your teddy bear
you clean off the old coin you find on the beach before bringing it to the little museum in town in hopes of identifying its age and origin
from across the lake, you watch a pack of wolves stop for a drink before they disappear back into the woods
you walk in the woods and admire the fungi
you put on your welly boots to go splash through the puddles
you befriend the crows nesting in your yard
you take to the mountains
on the cluttered and dusty shelves of your grandfather's shed, you find an immaculate model ship inside of a green-glass bottle
you swim in the sea until it turns from blue to golden as the sun begins to set
you weave a crown of daisies to get lost in your curls
you help a goose and her goslings safely cross the towpath
you trace the coastline on a yellowing map and wonder where they got the names for each island and inlet and strait
you sleep in an extra hour and spend the morning with a crossword puzzle
you tie a sky blue ribbon around the base of your sun hat
you follow the river to the sparkling sea
you reread a letter received long ago
you spoon some honey into your evening cup of tea
you run your hand along the water as your love rows you toward the shore
you turn a lonely button into a brooch
you help your grandfather paint a new windmill for his model train village
you toss a ball for your little dog in the rain
you walk by the bakery before it opens and enjoy the warm scent of cinnamon
you walk until the coastline runs out
you carve a little whistle using wood from the branch of a walnut tree
you stitch a line of lace onto the hem of a plain skirt
you watch a heron hunt for dinner in the rocks along the water
you find a new favourite line in an old favourite novel
you mail a letter to your faraway pen pal