vintage finds | togetherness

the smallest cuckoo clock ever, now sitting on our sill

there are days when air particles around you twinkle. on one such day i am well into midday before i realize i'm having one. it comes as a surprise, yet it doesn't, for the ease of any such day is always there, for the taking.

turned wooden vase, world map in back

the flea market round the corner has not been well announced, but people do find their way. the sun and the early morning makes for an interesting mix of sellers and buyers. we're all amateurs, and that feels proper.

tiny stone owl, swear, it's NOT a new addiction

i am not at all expecting what i find. nothing huge, nothing exceptional, just genuine little awesomes that make my heart jump at the silly rates they end up in my shopping bag.

wooden rhino, symbol on son's behalf,
he has a softie rhino dangling from his key ring,
to remind him not to mislay his home keys
update 01/05 son has lost his rhino and keys. again.

the fun doesn't stop at home. instead of carefully placing the treasures inside boxes, for futur reference (i've come to resent the term, yet it is so accurate), i place the items upon the table and start shooting. i shoot the morning away.

enormous tupperware jug, worn as a hat by de la fontaine fox

as i am walking through lazy town on an errand, just after lunch, i sense it. the buzz of the day. one perfect day.

n° 1 soft bunny
extra, in case son loses his rhino,
balancing in plastic napkin ring

it dazzles me so, the ordinary, that a dary thought bubbles up from within, 'when i die, i want to remember the togetherness of today'. 

sophie's today.