What is romance? What is romantic? As with any art, the answer lies in the heart of the beholden. It may be flowers on Valentines day, a wedding proposal on one knee...etc. However, I relate best to the romance of life in moments of simple living with joy, humor, beauty, solitude, whisps of melancholia and yes even those sorrowing times of loss.
Lately I have come to realize that for me, romance is always more romantic after the fact. Somehow I tend to fully recognize and absorb it best over time and through reflection. I am also one of those people who comes up with a brilliant retort after the conversation is over. I'm not complaining, just pondering.
only in hindsight ...
pillow mint
what I know of romance
in hindsight
november rain
what I know of romance
only in hindsight
morning breeze
what I know of romance
now in hindsight