this kind of light
My bedroom is usually dark, but on a sunny day, when the sun sets it has has this sort of a magic moment where a slit of sunshine sips through the door ajar.
We're nowhere close to the spring weather, as the freezing rain and grey sky continues here. There's hardly any signs of green, and I'm still bundled up in my winter jacket. I'd much rather have an April similar to our last spring. I've been spoiled.
Apartment hunting has filled most of my brains these days, finding something charming and affordable is not easy, but I guess everything great takes time to be discovered. I'm dreaming about the perfect home.