15 January 2015

in a cafe

 

we got up. it was warm for winter, but ice patches remained on the sidewalks where the sun doesn't hit. (these patches stay through the winter here, requiring a full week of spring to thaw them.) we went to a cafe. and there, we poured over books about paris. we scribbled on post-its, we daydreamed in tandem, in quiet whispers and through fingers finding each other in quick, diminishing intervals across the table.  

13 comments:

  1. Lovely. Coffee shops are my favourite places to chill. Its like another world♥

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  2. can't wait when you go to Paris! can't wait for your magical pics and notes :)

    with love,
    Olya

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    1. Oh goodness, I'm completely overwhelmed just thinking about it. Ah!

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  3. Planning travels with loved ones is so magical!

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  4. "we daydreamed in tandem, in quiet whispers and through fingers finding each other in quick, diminishing intervals across the table." ...may you go forth and write a best-seller. Holy smokes.

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    1. Oh, gosh. That's so, so nice of you. Maybe an OK, publish-able essay here and there. ; ) but we'll see what happens. Thanks so much.

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  5. Beautiful writing and beautiful pictures.

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  6. Coffee shops are the best- beautiful post :)

    www.heavenlyclutter.blogspot.com
    xo

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  7. i adore this! b&w for the win.
    also you are basically queen of selfies and your eyeliner is so on point.

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