For me, cooking spaghetti is a matter of importance. I searched a long time on the beach, the exact extent to salt water ... But every summer, when the house fills up, I tell myself that I must leave to search for an abalone shell.
At home, the walls bear hats, vintage sardines
And jewelry, more than me.
The epiphyte climbing nets, E.. tried to teach me to net menders. As sign language, I do not despair one day master the difficult art that serves sesame in all fishing ports in the world.
This is a lamp. Finally, once I get it deployed. It seems that match very well with some earrings that I like.
With respect, moreover, the harmony, so dear to housewives who aspire a mention in "House and Garden", I think any of my achievements is not to have managed to cross the table C. with the plaid chair:
What have managed to match the cat.
ago in my kitchen, things that I have been given long ago:
And others I've stolen so long that I am now assured of prescription . But at 15 years, had I realized that this was just across Helsimborg an already expensive Elsinore?
I do not know if this house will be the last. She will always have been the first chosen with complete freedom, and all the places I have inhabited, probably the one most like me. It is quite possible that this chair, which I treat, because it is beside the fireplace, chair grandmother, is actually the one day.
As it is possible that one day I put my office.
(C. ballad that inspired this photo in my house with all my love)
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