I recently overheard a man talk about his man cave. We were eating breakfast at a small cafe and squeezed in together like sardines. It was not hard to hear him describe it. Later I thought that all he needed was a small window that slid open for his wife to put his meals in it. Truth is that we all need our space. A place to be still or busy with creativity, to ponder, read or just be in the moment and take in the world around us. For me that can be anywhere. Yes, it’s nice to have a room to retreat to, but I can also be ok, sitting on our sofa with my feet propped up, coffee cup in hand and gazing out the window. My little space and place. Anyway, here are a few photos of what my woman cave might look like..
Words Like Honey 