~Le Corbusier
I LOVE old cameras. I have one 35mm camera from my grandpa, a couple of 620 and 120 film cameras and a couple of old Polaroids. I love that old cameras have seen things I've never seen. Each camera offers a unique way of capturing the world. They are like old mysterious friends.
Chattanooga has a good number of warm winter days. I love sitting on my front porch and reading or writing. Front porches are where I dream of adventures.
I love pops of color around the house such as these orange pillows, my warm farm blanket and my vintage Muncha poster.
Deer antlers remind me that life is fragile. I also love being able to admire the beauty of the horns from this majestic creature.
Old maps always make me think about adventures. I like to study them. This is an old map of San Francisco.
Bright scarves seem to brighten up those dreary winter days. I always feel like I'm adding some beauty to the outdoors when I wear one.
I was reading about the importance of light especially during the winter. It is essential to our well being. These old windows let in such beautiful light. I also love how the glass is ripply too. It makes the world outside seem more magical.
My mom gave me this typewriter for Christmas one year. I especially like to type quotes or add words to some of my Polaroid pictures.
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