We’re tunneling through a sea of boxes at the new place, and my morning routine (read: commute) is shifting a bit.
Under my feet today: new porch steps, new timing. Finding my way.
August 8, 2016 by Katie Noah Gibson
We’re tunneling through a sea of boxes at the new place, and my morning routine (read: commute) is shifting a bit.
Under my feet today: new porch steps, new timing. Finding my way.
Love the different shades of blue.
Happy new beginning! I am, perpetually it seems, out of the country, but it would be lovely to cross paths when I return to Boston in the fall. Big hugs in the meantime!
That would be so great! xo