Home is where the heart is
Considering the wanderlust blood that pumps though my veins, home is feeling so good right now. I’ve moved house more time than I care to remember, and more than any of my friends can catch up with. You know you have to put some roots down when every time a friend visits the first question they ask is… “sorry, where do you live again now??” So, I’ve been planting, laying those roots. And I’m there, nearly. Essentials in (and the rest ordered) and in the new year I can focus on those finishing nesting touches.
And 2013 will see the start of my kicking my photography right up the arse. Yes, I said arse. And it’s being well and truly kicked. I’m not getting in the way of me achieving this ambition. And yup, can hold me to that.