Yellow.. Not my favourite colour, but the daffodils definitely do help to cheer me up on dull tiring days (as well as a spoonful of dark melted chocolate and a book = yumminess. (The chocolate that is, not the book.))
The thing is, every time I see yellow flowers (even if they’re not daffodils) I think of the song ‘Daffodil Lament’, and now I’m playing it on YouTube, which also makes me happy, and I also thought of this song when I saw this photo of our dog amongst the Daffodils taken this time last year.. He’s a cuteness <3
The thing is, every time I see yellow flowers (even if they’re not daffodils) I think of the song ‘Daffodil Lament’, and now I’m playing it on YouTube, which also makes me happy, and I also thought of this song when I saw this photo of our dog amongst the Daffodils taken this time last year.. He’s a cuteness <3
Since this post is revolving around flowers, I thought I might share this lovely picture I found today on the Juxtapoz magazine fb page of a mental health centre under attack from flowers.. Don’t worry health patients, you’re not hallucinating..
Recent days have been spent;
- tea-staining paper for reasons you’ll find out later on..
- pressing blossoms for a near-future illustration of an anonymous woman with flowers in her hair
- coming up with designs for a free-time jewellery project (if I succeed or not, we’ll find out later..)
- Reading too much depressing fiction than can be healthy (I’m planning on building my vocab, as I sometimes I use the wrong words in the wrong sentences)
-And eating A LOT of dried mango- I might turn out yellow..
-Katie x
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