Sunday afternoon

With every small disaster I’ll let the waters still Take me away to some place real 
{Gabrielle Aplin: Home}

Listening to Gabrielle Aplin and The Jezabels. Thinking of long walks in winter sunshine. Reading Game of Thrones  and Wolf Hall- again {to avoid buying the sequel just yet when I have so many books on the go!). Where does the time go on quiet Sunday afternoons?!