Warmth

When I hear the word ‘warmth’ there is one thing coming to my mind: Sunset. It’s the first word I think of. And then it’s all the giggles from my children, their hugs and cuddles. It’s looking into their eyes and seeing their love for me, for the world. It’s the sand on the beach, the sparkling on the ocean. The sun on my skin. It’s a candle and a campfire or a fireplace. It’s the color orange, red, yellow.

In response to Photo101 – Warmth