No Words

I love to talk. To ask questions. To find good answers. To read and write it out until it makes sense.

I like to lose myself in the words because it is then that I often find myself.

But some days, I want -- no need -- to be quiet. Some days, I just want to watch them.

No words. Just love.



And I usually find myself there too.



Making it Work...
Shirt and vest: Baby Gap, niece hand-me-downs
Skirt: Old Navy, niece hand-me-down