As I face away from you, gazing at the delicate blossoms eagerly bursting forth in a spectacular array of lilac pink, you start to wonder what sort of secret I'm about to tell you. I've mentioned it a couple of times before, but I'm quite sure that by now you've forgotten. You've never once seen me with it.

 Only one post this week. Certain things have taken priority in my life at the moment and unfortunately, blogging isn't one of them. I'm even considering taking a break for a month or two until things have sorted out. I know I'm being rather elusive but I don't wish to discuss them openly. On another note, I've been

 Now, this corduroy vest has been sitting in my closet for the longest time (years). I loved the way it looked and felt but I couldn't figure out how to wear it. And I just couldn't bear to throw it out. I tried it with a bunch of different dresses/skirts but I ended up looking so frumpy that

 “There are only two ways to live your life. One is as though nothing is a miracle. The other is as though everything is a miracle.”   -Albert Einstein

 A return to my usual look after the previous outfit post. I certainly feel much more like myself in this. Anyway, we've begun the first of March and it seems like spring is already here. As soon as I walk into the streets, I see pink blossoms staring straight back at me. The new spring leaves have protruded