Things seemed off kilter. The sun was at its most orange. I’m not sure I’d stared into this shade of tangerine in some time. It was slightly brisk out, but warm in pockets. My baby peacefully sleeping in her pram beside me. A mixture of ultimate bliss but somehow severe turmoil.
Pacifiers & Apache Tears
Pacifiers & Apache Tears
Pacifiers & Apache Tears
Things seemed off kilter. The sun was at its most orange. I’m not sure I’d stared into this shade of tangerine in some time. It was slightly brisk out, but warm in pockets. My baby peacefully sleeping in her pram beside me. A mixture of ultimate bliss but somehow severe turmoil.