I’m restless. Things are calling me away. My hair is being pulled by the stars again.- Anaïs Nin, Fire
|Beautiful rainbow over our little valley|
|Sometimes ya need a proper tea cup.|
|On my desk|
|Kitchen night shot|
Night music. Husband sleeping. Feeling restful. I good day of work around the home. We had a simple dinner of left overs. He never complains. This is one of the quadrillion reasons I love him.