Sunday morning in town. Walking, sharing words. Walking quietly.
Passing a bridge over a full river.
Enjoying the beauty of the city where we share our lives and raise our children.
Feeding our souls at the art gallery.
The autumn day is chilly, but inside the café I can put my scarf on the table while Terje order a cappuccino and a caffee latte.
Warmed by the hot drinks and each other's company...
....we again pass the river. Heading home.
It is about love.
