Just read my little sister to sleep over Skype. Chapters two & three of Sorcerer’s Stone. My sad British voice became a Southern drawl & oddly Australian in about ten seconds; I basically fluctuated between those three the entire time. It was really annoying to me, but she said she loved it & kept me reading until she fell asleep. One of those real-life ADORBZ! moments.
Blue Bottle at the market by Brooke Appler
The combination of items in this photo makes me mega happy.