Yesterday morning when taking our puppy on a walk in the woods, the sun was still hiding behind a layer of mist. And for the first time this year the air felt and smelled like autumn is close. Hours later, the sun eventually came out, but not for long before the evening set in and with it a rather chilly breeze. I do enjoy those autumn evenings though when I can curl up on the sofa with a chunky woolen blanket drinking tea. I was flicking through a magazine at one point last night without really focusing on what I was doing when my eyes caught this:
The view, the chair, the minimalistic interior. I could happily spend the next months here, focusing on just one thing: being.
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