Welcome all like minded souls...creative women who are inspired by wild flowers and bird's nests,forsythia and the first signs of spring, the smell of the earth rediscovered under the last bits of winter snow, lilacs, antique flea markets and everything vintage, beautiful fabrics and coffee on rainy warm Saturday mornings..
This is my temporary home
It's not where I belong
Windows and rooms
That I'm passing through
This is just a stop
On the way to where I'm going
I'm not afraid because I know
This is my temporary home
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