I wish for.
I have a small wish.
Of curating a shop.
Of putting together an exhibition for the visitor who chances upon it, of sharing a secret with the likeminded, and of building a love nest for every me. There will be a space for the photo-enthusiast, another to fill the crafter with colours, one for the quiet wordsmith and illustrator, and how can I forget the bookworm?
Maybe the individual who sends a ring through the doors could customise something here. Plus, we’ll have the random treat, now and then, just to make things extra special and fun.
What an idea to behold on a cold, still day.