I fully intended tidying my room, honestly – that’s what I went in there for but I just had to try out a few new images, so I’ve scheduled the results for while I’m in York, enjoying some precious moments with my brother.
Ever felt an Angel's breath in the gentle breeze? A teardrop in the falling rain? Hear a whisper amongst the rustle of leaves? Or been kissed by a lone snowflake? Nature is an Angel's favourite hiding place. Terri Guillemets