Sometimes I become fascinated with random objects. Earlier this week I found myself pondering the patterns on two pretty pillows adorning my daughter’s sofa.


Perfectly pleasing.
Peace, people.
Sometimes I become fascinated with random objects. Earlier this week I found myself pondering the patterns on two pretty pillows adorning my daughter’s sofa.


Perfectly pleasing.
Peace, people.
What does one call a group of corks? A clutter, of course. So, on day 23 of the March Minimalist Challenge I finally confiscated the last clutter of corks from the kitchen cabinet.

The corks weren’t all that cooperative as I crafted the collection into a semblance of the number 23. They clumped, collided, and clustered as I cussed and calculated the conundrum. Success coincided with my lack of continued concern. Let’s pop the cork on a new container. Cheers!
Peace, people!