An extended Indian summer blessed us with warmth beyond the
boarders of Autumn’s habitual orders. With the eagerness of worn winter
wanderers we huddled beneath, igniting ourselves within the safety and comfort
of the sweet serene scenes which swaddled us in a cosy cocoon, gestating gently
toward new beginnings.
boarders of Autumn’s habitual orders. With the eagerness of worn winter
wanderers we huddled beneath, igniting ourselves within the safety and comfort
of the sweet serene scenes which swaddled us in a cosy cocoon, gestating gently
toward new beginnings.
Eight stories high in the sunlit sky we nested neatly, eyes kissed
by the cool grey rooftops which pave its harmonious horizon. Embracing the
city’s magic with open doors and open arms, the heavens danced beyond the shell
of our tender treehouse with a resuscitating watercolour of wonderment and
light.
The beauty of the souls sailing beneath us twinkled tenderly like
the heartbeat of a lighthouse clear beyond the forming fog. Capturing us like
fireflies fluttering fancifully amongst twilight’s bewitching haze.
the heartbeat of a lighthouse clear beyond the forming fog. Capturing us like
fireflies fluttering fancifully amongst twilight’s bewitching haze.
Sunrise to sunset we frolicked freely, foraging friends, food and
fun faithfully, gluttonously grateful and merciful to memories until the the
hands of time collided with the cadence of castanets, coyly catapulting us
forth and away.
fun faithfully, gluttonously grateful and merciful to memories until the the
hands of time collided with the cadence of castanets, coyly catapulting us
forth and away.
Words: Holly Rose
Photos: Shane
Woodward
Woodward
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