“How much better is silence; the coffee cup, the table. How much better to sit by myself like the solitary sea-bird that opens it’s wings on the stake. Let me sit here forever with bare things, this coffee cup, this knife, this fork, things in themselves, myself being myself.”
~ Virgina Woolf
I just love this quote and the moments of quiet at my kitchen table
trying to keep warm, it’s been much too cold to venture outside much with my camera
but sometimes, while sitting here, I catch a glimpse of life “on the outside”
as I did this one late afternoon while sipping my coffee…
they are always such a magnificent sight!
(although not the clearest through my dirty windows)