She was old and tired. Her feathers were a bit shabby and her demeanor worn threadbare but still there was something. There was something in those old eyes that was still young and bright. When she sang, she was a cygnet again. Her feathers whitened with the tune as she glided across the lake. The sound & sight of her fading but the melody’s presence somehow remained.

Tonal Tuesday: the old bird still sang

Tonal Tuesday: pineapple mint vintage

pineapple mint vintage. dirty dancing, an 80s movie that was a period piece about the 50s. This adorable etsy store that I was delighted to make a banner for: