Everybody loves somebody sometime
There’s something quietly satisfying about growing a rosemary plant from clippings—watching the roots stretch out in water, then settling it into soil where it takes hold and thrives. My little rosemary plants are starting to grow little lilac flowers on it too. This small act of nurturing reminds me that patience invites beauty, the same way crocheting a beanie does—stitch by stitch, loop by loop, something useful and comforting forms from almost nothing. More moments of beauty... white blossoms on a tree, freshly piped pistachio cannoli from my favourite Cannoli Bar and a goldstone ring I found at a secondhand jewellery stall. I'm very fond of it because it reminds me of one my baba always used to wear. And to finish this post, I'll show you my Leona Edmiston clover dress that I found in an opshop for $8. The real star of the show is this bunch of daffodils though. Aren't they just gorgeous? Title : Everybody Loves Somebody by Dean Martin.