The fireflies appeared last night. Those fey insects that rise from the freshly mown summer grass early each June in southern Ohio. As children we called them lightening bugs. Magical creatures who blinked at the periphery of vision and were gone. We captured them as they lit upon our hands, friendly, trusting and small. One night in a jar to blink our way to sleep, then released to continue their fairy antics. Summer harbingers. They are so welcome this year!
Have a sunlit Sunday, P.
Hello, I am Pam. Wife, mother, daughter, sister, artist, crafter, collector. Making an effort to cobble it all together into a life lived more frugally, less wastefully and with abundant happiness and love.
Frippery is the place I come to hash it all out with my kindred blogger spirits. Friends of the soul, mind and heart.
Frippery is also the name of my business, where pieces of the past are saved, re-loved, transformed and sent to live all fresh in a new home. Fluff, finery and nonsense may not be necessities but they enhance the journey. The journey being life.
Thanks for joining me, Pam