A new house on an old hill, part II
by little red pen
We’ve been in this house for a year now, a full turning of the seasons, a trip round the sun. The sun and the rain are in a constant interplay, and the garden is rioting. I don’t want to get panicked by all the growth; I want to embrace the mess, the vitality, the shaggy glory of it all.
So, photos. Framing, perspective and a bit of wonder. That should do the trick.