Concept: it’s a Sunday morning. I’m sat in the window seat with the sun on my face and a good book in my hand. You’re across the room still in bed, about to wake up to a hot cup of tea. All the sadness is gone. We are happy.
Concept: it’s a Sunday morning. I’m sat in the window seat with the sun on my face and a good book in my hand. You’re across the room still in bed, about to wake up to a hot cup of tea. All the sadness is gone. We are happy.
january: snowy eyelashes, rose tea, silk
february: baby hairs, melting snow, candle light
march: softness, ribbons, fairy whispers
april: thunderstorms, melodies, swingsets
may: white dresses, rose petals woven into hair, romanticism
june: peach farms, long summer drives, closed eyes
july: lighthouses, a sea breeze drifts through an open window, blue
august: strawberry fields, stardust, humming
september: lullabies, new beginnings, ballerina pink
october: pumpkin patches, the carnival, caramel
november: long hair, girl lips, barefoot
decemeber: pomegranate, the ballet, fresh snow