'Never trust a man who, when left alone in a room with a tea cozy, doesn't try it on.'
- Billy Connelly
the earth is starting to warm. little white buds are snapping out of their green shells, their fragrance staining the air-- birds are building twig beds, hot tea is becoming iced... with spring comes an itching desire to wear florals, listen to laura marling and twine my hair with wildflowers... ♥
what will you do this spring, my petals?
