little friends.

open window and a little suitcase full of dear friendly scarves. 

[for, truth be told, be a scarf not friendly, out it goes into the wild world.]

snowshoes to the right, hitherto unused.

"toast and bacon and marmalade every breakfast"

[emily of new moon by lm montgomery]

my other current reading obsession.

how did herr bach know precisely how to express my thoughts?

first bells.

[lily-of-the-valley]

i've recently inherited my grandmother's wee espresso cup. it's a dear, isn't it?

..it comes welcomed into glad company.

i've always had a penchant for small things.

like a troupe of wee bears.

naughty, but tasty too, and all the way from germany.

xx