yep, yesterday was my 50th birthday. i honestly don't know how this happened.
my friend leslie and i were talking about how when our parents turned fifty they were really, really old. and we are just NOT that old. funny how a teenage mind sees fifty as ancient. now that we are here we truly feel exactly the same inside, it's just the outside that's a bit different.
i received some very awesome gifts yesterday. here are two of my favorites, for obvious reasons (if you know me at all).
vintage wood! and it's sitting on top of a book on french history, filled with scribbles in graphite from 1908! love, love, love old wood and old handwriting--especially in pencil. thanks dad and anita!!
pastel. new mexico. plein air frame. dinah worman. perfect.
thank you, john.
that's all for today. what else can i say? besides, i need to go walk off this menopausal waist line!