A map is more unreal
Than where you've been
Or how you feel.
And it's impossible to tell
How important someone was
And what you might have missed out on
And how he might have changed it all.
Sunday weather called for something creative and one of my reoccurring thoughts since living in NYC has been..."i want to have little pots outside my window with herbs growing...". Then i came across "SEED BOMBS" while strolling through Anthropologie, how cute!
i can't wait to watch them grow! fingers crossed :)