I stumbled upon this box this afternoon while I was looking for something else. This was a box of stationary that belonged to my mother long before I was born. She gave it to me many years ago. I have always treasured it for the softness of the image.
September 5, 2012
|a perfect little mushroom growing on a friend's front porch|
|a duck with a doo we spoke to at Lake Tomahawk|