a year of you
This year required a lot of bottles. I’m not sure how many, I didn’t count. More than last year, but I didn’t know you last year, which still seems strange.
I needed a very large one for tears cried. More than most years, but the whispered adorations bottle is almost as substantial, and I’ve never needed a whole bottle for unexpected moments of bliss before. It balances, I think.
It was a multitude of bottles sort of year, varied in shape and size and contents.
Now they’re all sealed and catalogued, ready to be stored on their shelf.
I have plenty of empty ones for whatever next year will bring.
I wonder how many of them you’ll be in.
About flax-golden tales. Photo by Carey Farrell. Text by Erin Morgenstern.
Kim · December 30, 2011 at 10:19 am
Erin, you’re my new favourite person. Kindred spirits, are you and I.
Have a happy new year.
Julie · December 30, 2011 at 7:40 pm
Zac · December 30, 2011 at 7:59 pm
Loved this one, Erin!
My favourite one yet (that could be because I loved this tent in TNC the most).
Keep ’em coming, PLEASE!
ahad · December 31, 2011 at 4:28 pm
Reminds me of someone who has been this year and might be in just about each one of my bottles…
Marcheline · January 1, 2012 at 12:47 pm
I hope I’m in just one. Just one, small bottle. It doesn’t even have to have a label. You’ll know it’s me by the color.
michelle · February 3, 2012 at 6:12 pm
Wow this is amazing. I love your Flax-Golden Tales.
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