the age of wonderment.

There was a dreamcatcher making night over at Jane's. So many! So pretty! And ahem, what an...interesting juxtaposition there is in this picture.

Mine above my bed.


Keeping all the bad ones out and the good ones through. Although I have been having super deep sleeps lately and can't remember any of my dreams.

Apparently dreamcatchers aren't supposed to last forever. Being made out of twigs and yarn, they dry up and fall apart. They're supposed to protect children from nightmares until they grow into "the age of wonderment".

That sounds nice. "The age of wonderment". Dear dreamcatchers above my bed: Please see me through until then! (Which I am guessing is now).