Cozy mornings and coffee haze – that’s what it’s all about! Lately, we've been obsessed with wrapping ourselves up in soft textures and letting the world drift by. This vintage knit dress is quickly b...

Here we go again, then. This one always was predictable, wasn’t it? The slightly frayed edge to the silk scarf - a hint too much chiffon, perhaps. Not too obvious, though. We wouldn’t want them thinking about that, would we? It hasn’t been five years exactly, not yet. Five years since the quietness started, really, after the shouting stopped.

That’s you staring, isn’t it? A little hesitant today. Like you were when you used to be. Less likely to turn away quickly if the silences got a bit too loud then. Remembered to bring the camera, good. Small thing, but… reassuring.

This dress, for instance. Comfortable enough. Dark green, deep, hides the weariness well. Though sometimes you can see it, don't you think? In the way the fabric catches the light, maybe. Or here, around the cuff of the sleeve, where the woolling has worn off over time. Years of carrying things, these creases, almost invisible most times.

We haven’ the spoken in ages, obviously. Just standing here, didn’t we? Outside the studio, rain threatened last week, hadn’t noticed it happening here. A glass – mostly empty now – sits by the fireplace, warmth lingering faintly even though it’s cold tonight. Your father liked us to drink wine with plenty of ice. Heh.

Your gaze drifts back to ours, doesn't it? Slightly wary, certainly. As if expecting a flicker of recognition, a spark of something beyond obligation. Well, there is. Isn't there? That half smile, hidden behind the slight frown.

It’s okay. Let it come. Don't rush it. Take a breath.

Just...don't look down at your shoes.”

Now, show us the photo! Where do you think she's looking? And what do you think happens next...?

Let us know what you thought! 😊