Daisies, Ink and Whiskey
The random thoughts of a girl drunk off life.
Monday, July 11, 2011
One of my most favorite, simple little pleasures in life is when you're either doing the dishes or dispensing shampoo, and a spree of tiny soap bubbles comes whistfully darting out.
You just kind of stand there and watch their playful descent upon the tile. It always makes me smile.
Happy thought of the day.
EDIT: Sorry about the large photo size screwing around with the layout. I'm a bit too busy to fix it.
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