my favorite corner
I bought a tiny violet on a whim, and set her up in a makeshift hanging planter: it’s one of those hanging fruit baskets, with only one of the baskets attached instead of the usual three.
The sunlight peeks in past my homemade vintage-sheet curtains, highlighting Violet the violet in her little swing home before coming to rest upon my orange typography art (sold as wrapping paper) from Paper Hammer in Seattle.
I never knew such a tiny plant could make me feel so content.
It’s my favorite corner.