Love it Loud

evening all,

and the bit i may cherish most about this New Year's Eve.

Not the beautiful location, not the cold, windswept majesty of a semi deserted beach with voices on the wind and songs of faith, hope and devotion,

not random fireworks, singed fingers trying to light sparkles,

no, it was being told off by the teenagers at 230 in the morning that we were being too loud and should go to bed...

amazing

night all


kiss