birthday girl

Last weekend I turned 34.

We celebrated with flowers, a lazy morning in bed, a trip to the beach, an amazing collection of mags, messages from home and later, lots of red wine.  I'm a lucky lady.  It was simple and lovely...birthday perfection.  

I like sound of 34. For starters I love even numbers and something about it sounds grounded, full of possibility and yes, frightfully grown up. The very number itself has sparked a desire to take action, to get things moving and while my blogging routine as all but gone away, my heart is full of love and my brain is bursting with ideas for the year ahead. Fingers crossed, I think it's going to be a good one.