A Day off

I'd promised myself a day at home without going out with the camera, and had endured looking out at the beautiful light this afternoon from out a window, and then walking the 30m along to our house from my sister-in-laws, the crescent moon, the temptress, sat alluring along the end of the street, singing siren songs.

I couldn't help masel.

Hope you're feeling plump, and nourished with family love.

If anyone knows the family who own this flat in Ogilvie Terrace, let them know, and we'll get them a free print organised. Share with Edinburger pals, and see if we can find them.