salt

joyful joyful candy coloured, underwater land, part one. (i think looking at this collection might be the cure for depression...)

{peter pilotto spring 2014, photos by yannis vlamos for indigitalimages.com by way of style.com}

saved my life

it has been pointed out to me (very accurately) by a certain uncle, that i am perhaps listening to too much musical theatre. and i should be listening to blues.

obviously. how did i not think of that!?

i guess this is what happens when you put your children in theatre - they lose track of how to properly deal with a broken heart. well. here's a contemporary bluesy-man who i do tend to turn to when the sads get up into my bones. most definitely ray knows his way around being blue. so. lots. from this one.









if it is at all possible after hearing ray, happy monday.
('are you closer for the tears, or has the weight of all them years left you hollow?')
(and thanks, too, to peter for the crying bonnie.)