grace in small things. 166 of 365.
- typewriters and brunch.
- elaborate smashing plans.
- the satisfaction of hitting something breakable with a hammer.
- visiting the farmer’s market and getting three bunches of lilies for $5.
- going to a party and being able to stay late because for the first time in ages, I didn’t have to work the next day.
daily photo.
grace in small things. 165 of 365.
- the start of vacations.
- real southern barbeque.
- friendships that pick up right where they left off, even though it’s been two years since you’ve seen each other.
- making plans to smash things.
- ninjas.
daily photo.
eulogy.
My dear Kit Fishto, you were a lovely fish. You didn’t once complain when it took me weeks to name you. You tolerated me calling you Kitty. You didn’t mock me when I went running up to you and pressed my head up to the glass and yelled “LOOK AT MY FACE!” on the day that I came home wearing my new glasses. You loved swimming in time to music and Tom Petty was your favourite. You saw me naked more than you probably cared to, but I had to feed you freeze-dried bloodworms so I guess that makes us even. You watched me dance around my apartment and listened to me babble about how happy I was when I met someone. You watched me while I was curled up on the couch after I had my heart broken. You watched me attempt pilates, rearrange my furniture and fight with pigeons. I hope you were entertained by my antics. I was always entertained by yours.
Love,
Violet
grace in small things. 164 of 365.
- the homeless man riding a double decker bike.
- the man who kept saying “spot prawns” while walking along the seawall.
- gay men wearing George Michael shirts, because George needs some lovin’ too.
- John Hughes movies.
- blackberry brambles.
daily photo.
fish bowl.
the wrong way up.
My fish is upside down. He’s not dead, just the wrong way up.
I bought him magic fish-fixer so now he’s upside down and has blue water.
I hope he’s ok.
grace in small things. 163 of 365.
- the two old women watching the very attractive and very fit man washing windows without a shirt on.
- remembering that working out is hard and politely declining when invited to join a fitness boot camp in the park, unlike my friend who is going to regret saying yes for many, many days.
- cats who make you look foolish.
- eating sushi and watching weeds.
- picking out a bouquet of flowers that you know someone is going to love.
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