Yesterday, I got out the lint roller and spruced up all my vintage hats. Reshaping them, giving them a good de-fuzzing, preparing for hat season.
Later, I reflected on the fact that I spend TIME reshaping and de-linting wool hats from the 40's 50's and 60's so I can sport them about in jaunty combinations with scarves and vintage cashmere coats I have rescued from the local thrift stores.
This all, of course, made me giggle. Softly, but nonetheless.
We went to Burlington on Saturday, lured by bookstores and promises of things I can't find here in Montreal.
As we drove, the blue of the sky behind me illuminated the side mirror.
These small things give me such pleasure now. Simply the noticing.
As of late, Coco has assumed a Guard Rabbit position next to my bed. Jackson, while much larger, is also much less formidable. He'd hand me over to any beastie in order to save his skin.
But not Coco. She wants you to know that she will Mess You Up. Or at the very least make you fall and break your ankle.
My protection, it seems, is fail-safe.
Also, I wore my glasses into the Shower today. Just thought I'd share.