Hey winter, thanks for coming but I beyond done with you and it's time to go.
I am sick of coughing as though I've swallowed a live seal, of having to wrap myself around the central heating and of wearing more layers than should be allowed by state law.
Besides, the blossoms are starting to show - well these ones at my bach are, anyway. Either they're a little confused or, despite all signs to the contrary, spring is actually on the way.
I just wish it would hurry up and get it's sweet butt over here.
Today's visuals are of these glorious golden globes from Waiterere Beach. The vase is a very cool vintage jam pot I picked up from the Cheddar Gorge car boot sale for all of a fiver. Score.
I am sick of coughing as though I've swallowed a live seal, of having to wrap myself around the central heating and of wearing more layers than should be allowed by state law.
Besides, the blossoms are starting to show - well these ones at my bach are, anyway. Either they're a little confused or, despite all signs to the contrary, spring is actually on the way.
I just wish it would hurry up and get it's sweet butt over here.
Today's visuals are of these glorious golden globes from Waiterere Beach. The vase is a very cool vintage jam pot I picked up from the Cheddar Gorge car boot sale for all of a fiver. Score.
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