I thought I’d miss much of the fog this season, but its so good to be back home and find a fresh wave.
And then it withers.
That’s my niece trying to be as tall as her mother.
Hopefully, I won’t vanish again :)
Titimon enjoying the first shower of the year. They were a couple that my father brought home some fifteen years back. The female died in 2013, a few days after my father.
Wish you all a very happy new year.
