D is for...

Drawing.

Living with someone who makes their living from drawing is a privilege. We have gorgeous pictures round the house and he makes giving cards easy (this one was my Valentine's - look, I'm wearing Tempting!). I think his work is really good: strong, beautiful and moving.

But I think I've always seen him as the 'creative' one, holding myself back as a consequence. It's taken fourteen years to realise I'll never be able to draw like him, but he can't sew or knit :)