Another bonus weekend outfit for you--something I wore when visiting my parents (they always compliment this dress as if it is the first time they've seen it). Their neighborhood is a lovely riot of spring color--more interesting is that despite the highly manicured lawns and close proximity to busy roads their neighborhood is home to a fox and wild turkeys. I actually saw the fox dart across the street shortly after taking these pictures and I'm accepting word of the wild turkeys without proof since I'm not the one who goes on early morning jogs around the area....
Outfit details:
DIY bow belt
Zara purse
It is Friday and I'm glad it's Friday because my mind has hit that point where everything sounds like static on the radio and trying to listen more closely just brings on a headache when all you want is to make sense of the noise although soon enough everything will be drowned out by the hum of cicadas...
We've had a string of rainy days back to back, but I can't complain when it turns everything so rich and green. I wasn't living here last spring, so it's rather fun to see my "usual haunts" transformed by new growth. It's so lush and colorful. Even the city streets seem transformed--cars turning polka-dotted with pink petals in their parking spots or leaving wakes of petals in their passage down my block. Flowers do have such a transformative quality; rather like snow they can make even dull alleyways, common streets, or familiar fields seem magical...
Endlessly enamored with these hand painted lockets by 
It was calling for rain this day so I set out prepared with my wellies and an umbrella, but the sun broke through the clouds and ended up being rather blinding when I was taking pictures. Still, couldn't pass up stomping around in such a lovely field as this. Ah, I love the fleeting beauty of spring blossoms--the way they burst into life one morning and disappear only a short time later. This field looked so different a week ago.
