Mood 01.
little things that matter.
I love the sound of creaky wooden floor, when I walked in an old wooden stairs. The warmth of the sun that touches the skin when we look at the tree, danced as the wind breezes. Dusty armchair in the corner of the room, giving the vision to the universe outside the window. The smell of old books.
All of the soft things in bed. The sound of a fine crystal glass when two people cheers. Old photographs.
All captured in black and white, to diminish my personal experiences through the objects, and fulfill it with yours.
