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Kerrie Moon  our small collection of momentsโ€” usually him, our children, roses and dresses. owner of vintage shop @shopbonjourmoon [email protected]

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i suppose i am in a "turn pillows into things" point in my life because last weekend i made fiorella a bonnet out of one and last night at like ten o' clock i made this drawstring tote bag. and i didn't realize it at the time, but it makes for the loveliest way to transport over a hundred letters filled with acacia to people all over the world. ๐ŸŒพ๐Ÿ“ฉ

this is why i know deep in my heart why i was never meant to pursue photography professionally: i would, without a doubt, suggest shooting an engagement series in the floral section of michael's crafts. i can see how this idea may not go over so well once presented, which is why i stick to my instagram squares and call it a day. but in my defense, it's pretty damn beautiful nonetheless.๐ŸŒฟ๐ŸŒพ๐ŸŒผ๐ŸŒธ๐ŸŒบ๐Ÿƒ

right now I am in a huge acacia stage (if you haven't noticed) and over the weekend i had said in my IG stories (halfway joking) that i would love to send you all some! well, i am so excited some of you wanted a small branch because it means i have an excuse to play around with petals and wrap them in vintage lace ๐ŸŒพ ๐ŸŒพ (also these lace socks are from target! go get yourself some! heaven!) ** edit: i have well over 100 requests ๐Ÿ˜… for some so i am afraid that may be my limit! getting to all my DM's! i so wish i could send them all to you!**

here is today's highly pro tip brought to you by me: keep a pair of pliers (or in my specific case, long pruners) in your car to not only protect yourself from the bad guys but to most importantly, use when you justtttt so happen to come across beautiful cherry blossoms in high bloom or what have you. don't worry if other people think you're crazy or if people ask you why you have pruners in your car. you won't be able to hear the nay-sayers when you're making a beautiful free bouquet for your bedside and such. #freeadvice

sorry in advance my primrose, for all the things i am going to make you in our life together, like bonnets made out of twenty five cent pillowcases for starters. what can i say baby girl, you're my little muse โœ‚๏ธ๐ŸŒฟ๐ŸŒน

oh, the ceremony in common days. oh how light feels differently when you've waited so long to feel it, how it's like you've earned it, like in some grand but ordinary way, it's a reward only you can translate

sometimes i think about WHAT IF questions of all sorts all of the time and it drives my husband a little crazy. what if an alien tapped on your shoulder in the middle of the night and sang you a song? what if you could hear the thoughts of a bird? what if you could only hold onto five memories and the rest would be deleted, which would you choose? like don't answer now, but think about it. etc etc. well, today as i was folding her little laundry next to her sleeping, i thought of this WHAT IF: what if every single human being on earth at the same time had to sit and stare at a sleeping baby? even the bad guys and the good guys that are about to be bad guys? would their hearts change? would they stop? would they rethink what they think is important? what would happen if everyone got to experience that pure innocence, even once? if i were to answer, i would say it would be the sound of the universe at absolute peace and the entire world would be adjusted.

come to northern california, sweet friends, if only for our magical grapes ๐Ÿ‡

i throw a little makeup on, she sits beside me humming her songs to the flowers she places in and out and around the vase and i swear in this moment the world could come crumbling down and i couldn't see it, i couldn't hear it, because this is where i exist. this is how i exist. in this small room with creaky hardwood floors and doors that take a few attempts to fully shut and a small trail of sunlight that falls like stardust on her ears and leftover flowers, with her. with absolutely all that is her.

"your friendship helps me grow" valentine's for gussy's class ๐ŸŒพ๐ŸŒฑ๐ŸŒน honestly, you bet your bottom dollar i live for this cheesy corny mom stuff like this. ๐ŸŒธ๐ŸŒท๐ŸŒน

i may curse the town we live in right now almost daily, but i have refused to let my attitude about it blind me from still seeing some of its real and true beauty. like all the acacia or "golden wattle" that seems to pop up wherever i turn. this morning i clipped a few (or a lot) of branches from a tree so large it cascaded into the clouds it seems. beauty in the breakdown, or something like that (ps: could you imagine if this was your wedding flower? how utterly magical and free!). #acacia #goldenwattle

i don't know if it's the blinding light i've missed so much or that dress that i've been staring at and waiting all week to wear on our date night tonight (we haven't had one in months) or that this morning i got to spend an hour with just my boy exploring and picking wildflowers (you can see it on my IG stories! ๐Ÿ˜ญ) or if it's those lemons we picked from our tree or if it's these things individually encircling each other altogether all at once... but i am just really happy to be alive at the same time as all of it happening.