This vintage french paint set is amazing!
One of the best pictures maybe ever...
Other things:
Tour of my dream house. This house is in the town right next to me! One day...
This E.E. Cummings poem is lovely (did you know the lower case spelling of his name was a gimmick by a publisher?--but it stuck)-
Spring is like a perhaps hand (which comes carefully out of Nowhere)arranging a window,into which people look(while people stare arranging and changing placing carefully there a strange thing and a known thing here)and changing everything carefully spring is like a perhaps Hand in a window (carefully to and from moving New and Old things,while people stare carefully moving a perhaps fraction of flower here placing an inch of air there)and without breaking anything. e.e.cummings
Lastly, this always gets me through a bad day.
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