Is there anything nicer than a sunny spot to spend a summer's morning? A pleasant room filled with the reassurance of familiar objects and memories of time spent silently reading, time spent in laughter, time spent in boisterous conversation. On this July morning my mind drifts to the scene of v on a ladder stringing lights on our tallest Christmas tree so far with the floor strewn with the glints of gold, silver, red, and green balls yet to be hung on that tree. No rushing the seasons, however. These summer moments in reverie of past seasons and anticipation of future joys we hold greedily for as long as we possibly can.
We take these domestic portraits to hang on our walls as our personal gallery of treasured moments and in future to make matted prints available. Let us know what you think.
In bocca al lupo. m & v