Sparkin'

Maddiey had me read this book called The Prairie Prince a while ago. Yes, I know, it sounds awfully cheesy and, well, it sounds as if it takes place on a prairie. We all know prairies are the least romantic of places (sorry to all ya prairie people, but it's true). But I loved the book and in it, they'd call kissing sparking. Maddiey and I loved that.

So, I was just thinkin' to my Self. "Self, I think that I would like to do some "sparking" myself someday." And so I put my plan to action and went out and kissed.... well, no, actually. I did no such thing. But it would have been a very dramatic and, hopefully, an extremely romantic blog post for you all!

sapphire and faded jeans

In heaven, I'm going to have fishes in jars like this hanging from my trees. When I open the jar, the fish will fly out. Turning into an enormous sapphire colored bird as it goes. 

And in heaven, there will be no mosquitoes. 

Let's name the zones, the zones, the zones. Let's name the zones of the open sea.

Barefooted as always, Brynnie