a sunny afternoon in the city cottage - ella fitzgerald crooning over the speaker while I unload groceries and intermittently hack away at the key board answering emails, ice clanking against the sides of a glass of iced tea which sits perspiring on the c
Oftentimes, it takes us buckets of tears, sweat and (literally) blood before we achieve what we want in life. But so long as it means waking up the next day to a morning as majestic and picturesque as this, I would not mind fighting till I shed the last b