. . . and somehow, we have arrived at this, the last week before christmas, and the past few days...
. . . this weekend was spent on dinner dates, following afternoons wandering about the shops, intoxicating new fragrances and...
. . . the plan was to [reluctantly] stow away the light & lovely dresses and pretty bed linens in...
. . . and it feels like a million years ago that we left london behind in the quiet hours...
. . . by the time you read this message, it will be many cups of coffee later, and well...
. . . and since december began, there have five holiday films and one album on repeat, a mid-week brunch...
. . . so lovely to see you again — how was your weekend? ours was spent mostly in a...
. . . a more luxuriously low-key weekend would not have been possible, for this time, [and the first in quite some time], there were no set plans, travel or otherwise — only half-thoughts, whims & fancies, all fallen by the wayside, in favour of easy mornings and elegant dinners, the blustery romance of autumn at every turn and candlelight against dark windowpanes on early evenings, and later, ambling walks, leather boots and leaves, long cashmere scarves and very warm thoughts . . .
. . . and it was a perfectly lazy sunday: a quaint café with p, after an early afternoon of...
. . . this weekend has been an early sunday brunch — lattes and fluttering late-summer leaves on a quaint,...
. . . some of the beautiful moments of the weekend included an early sunday morning and breakfast with new...
. . . this weekend has been soft lights and afternoon tea, golden and crimson leaves fluttering softly, softly; and...
. . . a late brunch on a sunny sunday afternoon, and can hardly believe that already one week ago,...
. . . and it would seem that september whirled by more quickly than the rest, and suddenly, it is...
. . . a quick hello and a little note to say that the favourite five series will be on...
