Admission, winter colours leave an indelible stain, it touches a part of me that is always at peace, whether in pain, calm, clear or questioning. It is here I feel safe and can see my self clearest. The purity of this feeling has kept me companion for decades. Here there is no fault, simply being. The witness in me loves this time, place and space. Wishing you the best for finding companionship for Sundays, and maybe any day that ends in why?
Work title – The Quiet.
Peace out, Ruby.