This morning – early early – the light was a perfect grey. Delayed reaching for my camera while I had a coffee and missed the perfect light.
We have been living in our house on the Little Street for just over a year. I cannot wait to see it finished. This is the year. In the interim I do love this house. Finished or not.
Strange. Feels as if almost every piece I have collected was really destined for this house. Odd. This chandelier for example was purchased more than a decade ago – but without doubt belongs right here.