Mint top // Kellie Falconer
bracelet // KJP
bag, skirt, belt, shoes, glasses // thrifted
cardigan // tulle
I had to jump over the creek and several ducks to snap these pictures before heading to church. Just the tiniest patch of snow can be seen on the driveway, which only a few weeks ago a death trap of solid ice. That makes me so, so happy.
A Bunbury Sunday is an absolutely delicious concoction of spring sunshine, driving down the road with the wind in my hair, an inspiring church meeting, loving friends, and singing with a congregation. It's stopping at a friend's house on the way home and visiting with their little girls, who run outside to show us the new baby lambs and kids in that magical kind of afternoon that only comes on a warm, wind-kissed sunday in spring.
It's going home and cutting up a pineapple named Mitch and whipping up little pineapple upside-down cakes on the spur of the moment with your bestie and watching Psych. It's wearing a Kiel James Patrick bracelet, which is like wearing a little piece of a fairytale right there on your wrist.
That's a Bunbury Sunday.