I have a confession to make. I am a recovering Debbie downer. I never looked for the silver lining. I saw half-empty glasses all around me. Probably from a combination of anxiety and depression dating back to my tween years, I tended to look on the not-so-bright side. The dark side. Imagining the worst and expecting…
Imagine a steaming mug of chai tea on a nippy autumn day that warms you from the inside out. Or a pile of freshly raked leaves inviting you to take a leap into its soft bed. Or your favorite cashmere sweater wrapping you up in cozy comfort. Fall is here. And so is my never-before-seen, brand-new 10-piece collection of wall art! The…