The post on a monday that is tuesday of a picture from a sunday that was a monday.
Forget-me-not. I always liked these little “dull” flowers. When I was small I sometimes imagined how I could pick enough of them to make a great big tiny bouquet, give it to someone dear and just never be forgotten by them. I think I caught that silly idea from a children's illustration book I can not remember the title from anymore (so much for their power). Now, in the time I admire their simple complexity, I try to remember any promises lost and moments too dear to forget. . .
PS: Misunderstandings still suck!! And I detest most curtains!