up with the sunrise
We're under a massive blanket of snow. It's magical! And it's so quiet out.
I'm still at K's. He's sleeping, and I'm on the couch again, sipping coffee, doodling in my notebook with a YT fireplace jazz vid in the background.
I was up with the sunrise the other day and took a quick photograph.
falling in love with some French blogs
What if identity is a field of possibilities? -soft moon rising