i heard noises and i woke up. i took these pictures, with the view from my window, sometimes wondering if i'm lucky to be here, close to these mountains and how some live by the sea and don't get to know how lucky they are during the summer or reverse.
but i'm still half asleep.
now grandma sent me a few apple pie edges, i love them, cause they're crispier.
oh, back to bed soon, it's getting cold here at this table. brr.