Every time I dream an impossible dream, I want to imagine that my impossible dream is this little bud. All it needs to bloom into this beautiful rose is a bit of sunshine and rain.
These days, these moments, these dreams. . . are blooming.
I always dreamed of living in a place with rosebushes, and I have to say, the roses are all that I imagined they would be–beautiful, resilient, and unique. Just like my dreams (and yours!).
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This weekend we spent as many minutes as we could out in the sunshine with friends. It was breathtaking. I actually got a sunburn it was so hot here! We’re talking 80 degrees. Here are a few moments from my weekend.
+ We celebrated our good friend Andrew’s birthday in the park, and not surprisingly, his daughter stole the show:
+We squeezed in a little Saturday afternoon Karaoke.
+ I had an awesome time brunching with lovely SF bloggers!
the gorgeous view at Palamino
It was great to make so many new friends! Can’t wait until the next #blogbrunchsf
+ Kara Kutz happened. It was epic:
+ and last but not least, the quilting continues: