There is something about a french balcony that stops people mid step. You walk past a building, glance up, and there it is. A tall window, a slim iron railing, maybe a pot of geraniums leaning into the light. You do not even need to step outside to feel like…
Spring has a way of sneaking up on you. One week you are still wrapped in a blanket fighting off the last cold snap, and the next you are throwing open the windows because the sun finally feels warm again. That shift always makes me want to change something in…