in sakura-flowered japan weeks back.

silly faces & memories galore from the cell.

tradition beckons at cny.

and poor crustaceans are gobbled down...

by very-and i mean very-happy eaters.

izzabelle/izzy/bel.
a melody that reaches to Heaven.
found to be lost in words.
solitude in late nights & alone time.
penchant for ice cream & chocolate.
adores(almost to bits) the cutest dog ever.

loved