Yesterday, the sun shone in a sky awash with blue and everyone talked about what an unexpectedly beautiful day it had turned out to be - that soon it'll be cold enough for snow.

It's strange thinking about the month of December 2019 and then thinking about what happened in the world a couple of months later. I remember having various conversations with different people that ran along the lines of, it's just a type of flu, isn't it? Until it wasn't.

Dark Morning

Closer Than You Think

The Hollow Tree

Abandoned