The senses

It's a cold night where I live. The warmth of the fire, the smell of the burning stick, the taste of the shiraz, the texture of the abstract and the sound of the shutter open for 1 second was making me feel very much alive.

I just recently moved into a place of my own, the heart may be broken but the freedom of my own space is immeasurable. I am sure life is meant to be shared and enjoyed with others.. but for the time it took this photo to be taken.. I was alone, content and happy... mmmm

without sounding like some graduate from uni instead of the middle aged man I am,,, gotta love the smoke that hits the flame and creates a reflective reaction on the wine glass.. like I said.. happy with myself tonight :)))