Miss Magnolia

I'm home with a bad cold. And because of this, I keep catching myself in daydreams like the one above. Footloose and fancy free. In a flowing baby doll top, shorts and some mega sunglasses. Probably picnicking with my sweet cacti loving husby. Then I come back to my vaporub, tissue filled reality.

O' spring, o' summer, when wilt thou make thy face known?!  



Listening to 'Miss Magnolia' by Matt Costa.