The aroma rising through the wooden grates had me kneeling on the linoleum to get my nose close enough to take a deep delicious breath of what my grandmother had on the stove in the kitchen below our room. The… Read more
photo journal observing an ordinary life in a beautiful world
The aroma rising through the wooden grates had me kneeling on the linoleum to get my nose close enough to take a deep delicious breath of what my grandmother had on the stove in the kitchen below our room. The… Read more