I am drawn to all things Victorian and delicately scented.
To dried roses and lavender decorated with lace and ribbons.
To the light, airy, delicate stuff of romance and femininity.
To the sweetness of baby breath, and moonlight kisses.
To sunlight filtering through lacy curtains and falling gently into intricate patterns onto the floor.
To the nostalgia of vintage reminders of times past.
To memories of loved ones long gone.
To those distant days of summer we thought would last forever.
To autumn leaves floating on the crisp air, accompanied by their namesake song.
To sunburned hands I truly used to know.
To the delicate shades and gentle bliss of nature passing around and through us all, in endless, subtle rhythm.
I am drawn to all these things.
The sight, the sounds, the scents of them, whether in the moment or in memory, touch my heartstrings and embrace my soul.