Rest your head, o weary one, for this is your safe place, your home.
As you may know, I love, love, love trees. They are such a symbolism for how I want to be, grounded, but reaching to the sky. It only seemed right to have this.
I was deeply in love with The Thinker at the Rodin Museum in Paris so when I spotted this bright red replica, I couldn’t pass it up. It’s so heavy you would think it was carved out of stone, but it’s so shiny and smooth that I can’t help but rub his head and wonder what he’s thinking.
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