The smell of a glossy magazine freshly printed…

Today’s handle in the ” oh ” so hated mailbox has been worthwhile for a change . No bills, no cheap promotional booklets and flyers that I heave no attention in the trash …. It ensnares me the smell of a freshly printed glossy magazine . The beguiling luster, the beautiful crystal clear colors. Among the listed photographer I can be shy detect a known name … Lo and behold, my whole attention was this a beautiful object of desire. It’s my name …

the October print issue of Elléments Magazine is here.  From page 72 .. Greedy I skip the pages and come across prior to the holy sites … and behold, the time is stopped . Pictures , Photos of me ! A wonderful moment of enjoyment. I wonder … is the walk to the mailbox again be such a joy tomorrow?