upstairs/downstairs March 9



Scribbled into my sketchbook during my morning commute to the office (foot, train & tram).
For the love of Ampersands 300&65


Dear, sweet readers,
A little note from your humble hostess. I’m making more room for nonsense in my life.
As part of this, I’m going to experiment here a little bit more and not think and think and think before posting a photo and/or a drawing and/or a message.
Another thing that I’m going to do is shut down the comments. It’s not that I don’t appreciate your kind words, because I truly have appreciated each and every one of them. My intention is to get rid of the feeling of obligation to leave a comment when you stop by.
Let’s see what happens. Right. Here goes!

*Photo Credit: Taken by Darcy circa 1986

Growing up Catholic, I learned a lot about the saints. Sometimes I like to dream up my own saints – like this one.
It seems like we need a Patron Saint of Faded Beauty? Don’t we?

Is it Friday yet?!