O ye beneath life's crushing load,
Whose forms are bending low,
Who toil along the climbing way
With painful steps and slow;
Look now, for glad and golden hours
Come swiftly on the wing;
Oh rest beside the weary road
And hear the angels sing. // Edmund Se
For those who asked- here is a wider view of this little vintage chest. It’s a charmer with hand painted details like pretty little flowers and a pop of color with that teal. But what I love most- the curvy legs and carved details. It’s actually part of a
Got up early this morning to tackle a bit of work - and that means pouring another cup is definitely on the agenda. And is anyone else super frustrated with the latest ig update? Trouble with tagging, replying to comments and when editing, half the time i
