conference to attend and he was going to play catch up with the danny-boy and this nifty maker of things.
Froebel. I gave the mister puppy eyes back in February when I realized it would be happening somewhat locally and so made it my birthday gift. I had originally got all pie-in-the-sky dreamy with the idea of an early morning adventure in the city where I could photograph china town and pretty pastel Victorians. I could visit sweet little shops and taste sweet little pastries and take more pictures of all sorts of pretty. The reality however was that the only way I could accomplish said dreamy adventure would be to leave stupid early on Friday morning (say 3am) so that I could be in the city proper for magic morning hour light. Mister was slightly okay with that idea but I could see the smidge of worry that that lingered in his eyes. I decided that we would wake up and leave when we woke up and were ready. That was that. And once I put that into my head, I began researching niftiness near our motel. It was a long shot but there had to be something (hence the ice cream). I got so caught up in finding the right kind of place to visit and photograph that I lost sight of the magic of wandering and seeing the pretty in the everyday. Before the internet we just got up and went and discovered what was around the corner. Now, with the internet you try to find all that pretty that someone else found for you thus losing that magic moment of quirk when what was around the corner was amazing. I needed to readjust.