I’m fanatical about words. I DO believe that it’s my favorite way to make my space my own. That’s probably why I like chalk boards so much.
Then there’s song lyrics. I’m giddy like a school girl for poetic, passionate lyrics.
Whiiiich probably explains my love for poetry. And books. And signs. And big giant letters.
My nerdy bookclub (as opposed to the wine-drinking, what was the name of the book? bookclub:)) is reading poetry this semester. Which makes me happy. We met this past Friday and discussed After Great Pain by Emily Dickinson. We also read this one, which the girlies and I will most definitely memorize. I have one thing to say about my nerdy bookclub friends: they are S-M-A-R-T with a capital tee. You would love them all.
But I digress.
Now, back to Bob Dylan, whom I love with all my heart. He wrote this song which serendipitously became OUR song. Stevie played it for me on a cassette tape in 1999. Yes, he did.
And now it is forever memorialized in the hallowed halls of Lake Cottage’s guest room.
I chose these lines because change is painful and beautiful and inevitable and is apparently trying to do me in.
So take that, change. You ain’t seen nothin’ like me yet.
and from the same room, the letter-loving continues
Just to refresh your memory, here’s the tutorial for the text art sign.
And here’s Adele, covering our song.
So were you able to squeeze in any projects this weekend?