The story of…

I was alone for a while in our first bedroom, in your childhood bedroom. I know all of the subtle light changes that happen in here by heart, colours shift as the day goes by.

Winter is coming to an end.
Come back to me soon.

5 Responses to “The story of…”
  1. Miriam says:

    This is beautiful. I love your words and the light in every single picture.

  2. Jessica says:

    I love how these pictures seem to let us in to a place we’re not supposed to be seeing, like a sweet secret. Those are some very lovely words!

  3. lanymphea says:

    can’t wait for spring. i like your bed-linen :)

  4. Great photos!

    Kate xo petite-adventures.blogspot.ca

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