Sometimes words are pretty.
I love you, too. Shucks.
I'm sure this arrived on the steps of a beautiful wrap around front porch of a classic New Englander style house. And delivered with a smile. Lemonade anyone?
The ragged slate edges mixed with this callig-combo is too much for me to handle.
Ha! You are.
Shoot. Maybe you're my favorite.
I can't help but think these would make pretty tattoos. Or, pretty invitations, too, I suppose.
So, here's a request to all you lovelies out there:
Get squiggly and go crazy with your calligraphy. I want your invites to look like they're running through a field, twirling in the late afternoon sun.