Beautiful Dreamer

Our beautiful dreamer.

I’m spending more time in June writing and less time taking photographs. I feel a bit like this beautiful sleeping baby: resting in the afternoon air — closing my eyes to the vibrant patterns of light and travelling within.

It’s a bit of a mystery, isn’t it? What lies within a little sleeping soul?

Treasures

When I was cleaning up the kitchen this morning, I got a little distracted by tiny treasures that accumulate in the corners. Instead of scrubbing, I ending up fiddling around and filling this printer’s drawer with our finds.