I am at the moment designing an outdoor kitchen for my parents and every time I am stuck for inspiration and motivation I look to this beautiful photo. Don’t know who designed it or who took the photo but I send my thanks out into the world for this creative inspiration. xo
Stan had to talk again to the guy who got him the ecstasy pill the first time. His experience wasn’t all that wonderful being by himself and ending up in a bathtub just to be found by Kyle, but, somehow, he felt more optimistic about his second going at it with his new – acquaintance.
He was sure to pick a weekend in which his mother and Roy wouldn’t be around. She had been happy lately that he had “a friendship”, as she called it, with the new neighbour’s older boy, besides his usual companions. She just didn’t understand them. He invited Kyle over one Friday, feeling a bit worried about what could they end up doing. Hopefully not calling Wendy again or something extreme like enrolling himself to save whales in the ocean.
After being sure to secure Sparky out in the garden, he took a seat in the couch to wait for Kyle while he listened to some of his secret Katie Melua tracks in his ipod.
Alone while Galilea is out for a couple days reconnecting with childhood friend Alani, Ambra is left at the mercy of her usual anxieties.
She shouldn’t be outside right now. It’s dark, overcast, and thunder rumbles in
the not-so-far distance; her ears are filled with the sound of rustling leaves –
coaxed by the cool wind, they all display their silvery backs, heralding the
coming storm. They fall like confetti
from the trees and then swirl along the ground, lifted and pushed down the
Seated on the lone swing she convinced Rath to help her
install on one of the massive, ancient trees crowding her tiny back yard, Ambra
watches the leaves fall from underneath the hood of her red rain slick, dark
eyes turned towards the boughs above and the sky beyond.