This weekend, the stars were about to fall to Earth. I’ve never seen so many of them, or seen them so big for want of a better word. They were swollen with spring warmth, hanging like plums from the vault, ready to drop into our laps. The pictures don’t do them justice, but I had to document it.
Pretend it’s an actual shooting star and make a wish.
But spring or no spring, it was a bit cold in the long run, so it was nice to go inside and sit by the fire afterwards. 🙂