This is a design I finished up earlier this week of our family name. I love the idea of displaying art with personal meaning. Landon's grandfather had a doormat with this saying on it and I remember thinking how cool it sounded the first time I heard it. Well, I am a Rife now, so I guess I can claim this saying for my own.
It will look very well printed on a textured ivory paper, placed in an old wooden frame, and hung on our wall.
This lovely, rainy afternoon, I spent some time at Starbucks sipping on a soy caramel macchiato and reading Enemy Women, a historical novel based on women of the south during the civil war. I may have done some crosswords too...they are so calming for me. I'm sitting on the couch now, and I can still smell the espresso aroma in my hair. Such a lovely smell. I've worked at two different coffee shops, and I always loved coming home from work and having that smell stuck on my clothes.
Here's a band my brother, Ezrah, introduced to me. He says he feels like a gypsy when he listens to them. I love their sound and the instrumental variety. Thanks Eddy!
I'm going through Hannah (my sister) withdrawal already...she spent a couple days with me relaxing, shopping, getting hair done, and eating good food. I love her so much and wish we were next door neighbors.
Have a lovely day my friends.