I wiped away the weeds & foam. / I fetched my sea-born treasures home... Ralph Waldo Emerson

Wednesday, March 12, 2014

Summer Cottage Hearts

The cold winds have returned, but I still believe Summer is on its way, don't you?

My latest hearts are all about summer cottages at the beach, at the lake, in the mountains, wherever warm summer breezes waft through pretty white curtains and Mr Mockingbird sings happily in the ugly locust tree.

Soon. Sooner than we think. Hot summer days....cool starry nights.

just Imagine this:
The crash of waves, the briny scent of salt-laden air. Maybe---some fuzzy bumblebees? And yes, a butterfly or two, the little powdery blue kind. And lavender, so blue, so perfect, its distinctive perfume wafting down the salt meadows below the lighthouse on Cape Cod, across the endless fields in Provence.











Long endless evenings, picnics under the stars...



if only in my imagination! And yours.



gone to the beach



hearts are listed now in my etsy shop Come by for a visit!