{Elizabeth Arden 1948 ~ Captain Geoffrey Spaulding}
{Vintage button bouquet ~ whimsylove}
{1950s blush pink mohair cardigan with flower applique ~ Small Earth Vintage}
{1940s Ads - The Pink Bathroom ~ DominusVobiscum}
{Woolies in Wyoming: Hasselblad study #4 ~ manyfires}
{Rolls of pastel washi tape ~ Holly Pickering}
{1959 pink coral underwear ~ april-mo}
{Vintage Flower Pin Lot ~ Picnic by Ellie}
{Vintage Lot of Pastel Tea Cups and Saucers ~ By SwirlingO}
{1930...beauties in pastels ~ x-ray delta one}
{All images above are from Flickr. To learn more about a specific image, please click on its title to be taken to its respective Flickr page.}
Warmth and light surround us once more. For most, the days of shiver-inducing winds and unendingly long feeling hours of winter darkness are fading into a distant memory. Summer is starting to round the bend, coming into sight like an endurance marathon running breaking across the horizon. It's a joyful time, a light-hearted period between the rains of early spring and the parched dog days of summer that makes one's soul gleeful and where the promise of many months of sunlight ahead is all one needs to smile.
A long-winded spring is not something that Canada is famous for. It often arrives late and surrenders to summer just a touch to easily. These days, where flowers bloom by the millions, breezes take on a toasty twinge once more, and the weather isn't quite so warm yet that you feel like you're on the cusp of melting, are amongst my very favourtite of the whole year. They're the springtime equivalent to that magic period of golden light and in-between temperatures that (if you're lucky) befalls one in late September and early October.
This is the season for full-skirted sundresses, mountains of strawberry shortcake, camping trips, first daring plunges into the lake (where the waters still feel far more arctic than Caribbean), barbeque feasts, and yard sale after gloriously fun yard sales. These enchantingly lovely days will not last long, and I'm well aware of that fact, which only makes me adorn, and yearn to get the most out of them, all the more.
Hard as it is to believe, there's only one more little week left in May. By this time next week, we will have already unshed in June, which - with any luck - will still be balmy and gentle for at least a little while longer.
Cherish these late spring days, delight in their jovial spirit, and run - don't walk - to some of those aforementioned yard sales this weekend! :)
