Elemental

I want to float in frothy waves and dance under the moonlight clad only by sky. Slip into secret pools and hide behind lily pads. Nothing but sun and salt on my skin and hair tangled with flowers.

I am desperately waiting to be free again. To belong to the wind and the sun, comforted by the moon and her tides.

Post Cards and Promises

So, I'm going to be a very bad blogger and not take pictures of all the lovely gifts I got for Christmas. I wore my new boots for the first time yesterday. It really wasn't cold enough, but I don't care.

Anyway, I'm going to post one of the best things out there: post-secrets.

(maybe, even a goddess?)

Love and Butterflies, my minxes.
I love the word minxes...

P.S. I've got several new ideas for posts to put on here soon.
P.P.S. I watched 28 Days Later last night, and I'm not much into actors (well, who am I kidding? I have crushes on lots...) but Cillian Murphy has got to be the most beautiful man ever. Its really not fair.