the first time i ran away

here are a couple more photos of the home i'll be living in for the next 4 months, with the Snow family. 

the snow house.

doors leading out to their porch. they have a wonderful veranda, hugged all over by vines.

a front view of their house. it's a big house, with 5 bedrooms. judy has a small ceramics studio on the left side of the house, they own a mini cooper that's usually parked in their stone car park space (off to the left here), and there are old horse stables in their backyard that they now house chickens in. the very top room window is me.

their street signs are not easily seen, but instead placed on short stone walls usually found on every street, like this one. i live on crescent road.

bedroomdoorviews

the skylight outside my door

my house brother. meet alfred, alfie. he's an eccentric.

and a model

i was looking for a keychain and i happened to find the perfect one. eggz

cut paper is really great

healthy, ethereal orchids in the bathroom. i honestly feel graced by their beauty every day.

morning light on damp cotton

this move has been so valuable and enriching already, but it has inevitably been hard being away from home. and amidst all the ambiguous, strange, and sometimes petty feelings and thoughts over the past couple weeks there has been one thing holding all the shaky pieces together. just.. love. it's so blissful to feel love, from anything, anyone. i've been absolutely soaring because of it. 

you don't have to be in a romantic relationship to feel this. 

but it's been nice.