A lace curtain that hangs from the kitchen window in the Reykjavík apartment. A tree in the backyard, next to the children’s playset. The darkening sky after sunset, transformed from rose and gold within mere minutes. The local church, a streetlight’s glow. A front door light. The candle on my table. And a piece of imagination.
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I love these!
Oh thank you, Ré!! I hope I’ll get a chance to do more before we leave here! (Only 9 more days now, eep!)