It's been one year.
One glorious year since I left home turf, and no words are enough to describe it.
Maybe pictures are.
One glorious year since I left home turf, and no words are enough to describe it.
Maybe pictures are.
And with this ends my first 52 week project. A bit ambitious, I thought, but I have succeeded.
Will there be another? Perhaps. But in the meantime, as with my life right now, I'm going to take it slow and let inspiration drive me. It will be nice to post when I feel like, without the pressures of (sometimes necessary) routine.
The end of the beginning has come.
It's time for new stories.
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