vintage crochet poncho, thrifted boots and shell purse, random jewelry from melrose trading post, venice, euphoria and worlds tiniest cactus necklace from lacey
I like ponchos again. Well, this one. My bi-polar manic for crochet capes is at an all time high. Until I sink, this thing isn't going anywhere.
Grandma's rocking chair called. It wants it's afghan back.
Too bad, chair.
Thank you, Lacey, for the world's tiniest cactus bottled and strung from my neck. I will spoil him. I have named him Zzzz.
*These photos were taken a couple of days ago, when I was home. I am currently battling 0 degree weather with snow. Feel pity for me.*