Reaching down arm-deep into bright water
I gathered on white sand under waves
Shells, drifted up on beaches where I alone
Inhabit a finite world of years and days.
I reached my arm down a myriad years
To gather treasure from the yester-milliennial sea-floor,
Held in my fingers forms shaped on the day of creation.
- Kathleen Raine

Thursday, April 22, 2010







Coming this September I am going to become a wife! And one of my favorite things to do is browse for all types of ideas on how to make the event unique and special for everyone.
I found these wishing lanterns, they are amazing. I cannot wait to get mine in and try one out.

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