Ahh, If only i were a flower child...
o, wait. Today I was!
After another fantabulous friendship day, Claire and I enjoyed some delectably over-prices berry mousse cakes at ciocolat and briefly meandered about before going to Sarah's house. THen it was spring picnic time!! At the arboretum we layed in the grass, rolled down the hills, and threw sticks in the stream. There were drum circle people a little ways away, so we danced like hippies. We ran over to the white garden, where I made a beautiful wreath for my head and filled it with three types of white blossoms. After being photographed by a strange man, we ran and dance with flowers in our hair. Then we all climbed into one big tree and sat. It was so pure and white and nature-full...
After another fantabulous friendship day, Claire and I enjoyed some delectably over-prices berry mousse cakes at ciocolat and briefly meandered about before going to Sarah's house. THen it was spring picnic time!! At the arboretum we layed in the grass, rolled down the hills, and threw sticks in the stream. There were drum circle people a little ways away, so we danced like hippies. We ran over to the white garden, where I made a beautiful wreath for my head and filled it with three types of white blossoms. After being photographed by a strange man, we ran and dance with flowers in our hair. Then we all climbed into one big tree and sat. It was so pure and white and nature-full...