So the other day I was receiving a bit of stick from a friend because I was describing everything as beautiful. Somehow I couldn’t come up with a better word to describe Jacob’s sheep (think I actually said they were beautiful AND funky), this really lovely tiny little bowl and spoon for the mustard and something else. I didn’t get to call the third thing beautiful as my friend stepped in and said it for me as I was going to. This naturally led to some comment about ‘everything being beautiful’, and you know what happens when I get a random phrase stuck in my head…enjoy!
