Tuesday, February 16, 2010

...fourtyseven/threehundredsixtyfive...

My wife has had these little wind chimes forever, not sure where she got them but I love them.  They're about 2 inches tall.  I've always obsessively loved miniature things.  Anything that is a tiny version of something normally big makes me tingle inside. 


My mom says it's because my pediatric nurse was a midget and I apparently adored her.