A rainy day with a digital camera. A radio lightly playing in the background. Dim and warm light migrating across the room. A comfy circumstance.
Wouldn't change it at this beautiful 24. When it rains, I expect there is harvest being watered. Life can get tough. People you know get sick. You mourn not taking certain days slower. But if everything was perfect would there be love? Would there be a need to trust?
Hope you all are having a lovely night.
-Mo
