Winter has arrived, inky black skies at night and the mountain in sharp silhouette. In the mornings I sit with cup of tea and watch my breath spiral into the air along with the woodsmoke from the fire. I can see way out over the Maasai Steppe, everything looking so close as if I could reach out and touch it – eliza
I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again. I LOVE Sunday mornings:) ~ xo ~ madelyn
