she said yes

to softness.

and hush.

and malleability.

and buoyancy.

and misty sunday mornings.

{actually, she said 'oui'; it sounded more like the tenderness in her heart.}

p.s. please excuse my little mess while i (as kenda says) embiggen things around here.  i'm feeling curiously bold in the midst of all the light-and-airy-ness.