It’s so nice being home!

It’s twenty three degrees Celsius and the old barometer my father had bought which I have kept in its place in the house, says it is cloudy and it’s going to be windy 🌬.

I changed into a baggy skirt at the station in Lviv but once I got home I removed all but my string at home, and even out in the studio that Tim has converted from an outbuilding, I have almost no clothes on.

Tim is happy having me back from my travels, and although he knows how tired I am I think I am going to get some additional attention later!