chasing katie, chasing sunsets. big joy laughs. makes good cosy quiet times. not many words. •
blanket keeping feet warm, bath hot, warm quiet time, dark blue walls, candlelit evenings. autumn leaves in the wind. getting air on the downhills, jump the bike, i can do it again for a second. •
riding in this warm, perfect space makes me think it might be alright. reds and oranges and yellows on the bikes and in her hair. lift the bikes, feet off the pedals through the puddles, spray in our faces, cobbles under the tyres. all pictures, stories in my mind. •
one more night in the autumn desert sunshine bed, and then i carry them and this home in my heart. how endlessly lucky i am to smile and smile with katie.