There is a creek behind my house. It rises high in the rainy seasons and turns into dead grass and broken trees when winter eats the sun. If your hands feel the water at this time of year, your fingers will turn into icicles. When summer comes, the stroke of water will turn your hands into seaweed, slimy with dirt and pulp from the fallen flowers.
The woodland is a soothing place to be, no matter the season you visit. How beautiful the sound of a humming creek below the wintry sun! I wish I could place a blanket and lie listening to the sound of moving water, but the path to the creek is narrow and home to many dog walkers and people who wear running shoes.
I found these dance shoes in Value Village years ago (before I left my old town!) I always thought they were too plain and not meant for me, so they've been living in a bin of a dozen shoes I never wear. Lately, I've been trying to make all things I own wearable so I used my flower hair clips (these ones) and temporarily attached them to the shoe straps. They really do call for dancing on my tippy toes!
the bird crown : handmade
shoes : value village
faux fur vest : h&m $15