She lives in a magical cottage filled with teeny tiny treasures and gnomes and elves and pixies and trolls and memories and tea tins and photos and lanterns and fabric from near and from very very far away.
She is named for the most expansive season, the season of easy breezin', and she lives it up like a Lion, a roaring, stage-born, freestylin' Leo in the hot summer sun. And then she sits with the Buddhas and gets very very very still... so as not to disturb the fish.
She is surrounded by owls:
... and there are homes for small people in every nook and cranny:
... and I am not even showing you the half of it, the tenth of it, the hundredth of it-- that will have to come later, because Summer and I are off to the movies, Midnight in Paris at the Magic Theater in Nevada City, and we heard that if we wore berets we would get free popcorn.
Bring it on!
RADNESS! your berets are jaunty, her surroundings are enchanting, your florals are vivid, the whole dang evening looks like heaven!
Posted by: heather | 07/03/2011 at 06:33 PM
one more testament to the magical-ness of your town. I LOVE it! xo m
Posted by: Mindy Sue B. | 07/03/2011 at 07:07 PM
Oh my gosh. Gnomes, parasols and free popcorn! How Sasha never disappoints.
Posted by: Milla | 07/03/2011 at 11:49 PM