Merry little month

More exploration ensued yesterday - this time instead of finding beautiful sky rise rooftop over grown gardens in downtown Boston - it was a pretty little cemetery in Jamaica Plain with tulips and funny little underground doorways. The one I'm sitting on here is aptly engraved with May. The month of May? A woman named May? I'm not entirely sure ...

I wish that everyone, everywhere could always hang out in tulip gardens ... they make even the greyest afternoons seem cheery and well spent.



It's another dreary one today... but I have a little 50's purple number (one of my Elinor dresses) that I plan on wearing to drop things off at the post office and visit the stationary store and organize and list some new things for etsy. I'm sure some photos will surface later on... Not to over-whelm anyone with this sudden surge of updates on my blog ... it'll quickly go back to it's dormant stage after Tuesday, I'm sure - as my very special houseguest will go back to his far off land and I'll be a sleepy little lazy slug again.