after waking up cranky two days in a row, seeing these handmade patchwork pillows and those citrus trees and that lace hoop collage and this rainbowtized bookshelf ... it is a breath of fresh-day-new-mercies air.
not that my life is based on the trivial, but i know details matter. or else our world would not be so intricately beautiful. and i am so thankful for the ability to find beauty amidst the broken.