evening

Moving from our house and all the things I loved there (the hardwood! the tile! the paint that didn't resemble the color of baby spit-up!), it was hard to transition into a teeny-tiny apartment again. Much harder than I anticipated. The hormones don't help I'm sure, but I've been hard pressed to appreciate much about this space.  

Except the lovely light that filters in the wall of windows in the early evening. 

That, I love.