Wednesday, 27 August 2014
Monday, 25 August 2014
The SOFTEST, most whisp-y cotton-candy textured blue skies and dwindling HYDRANGEAS on early evening escapades on those two wheels of mine. Which incidentally are also a soft PISTACHIO green. Along with my dearly beloved Cambridge Satchel. I think i almost adore HYDRANGEAS a little more now there are all starting to dry and their colours beginning to soften into wonderfully delicate lilacs, vintage violets and soft pinks.
myself us to the softest little CHECKERED throw for our bedroom recently. I can't begin to tell you quite how HAPPY that colour combination makes me. I have been enjoying feeling it's weight on the tips of my toes as it sits folded on the very end of the bed as i fall asleep, or wearing it WRAPPED around my shoulders as i dust rose-y pink blusher on my cheeks in an attempt to ready myself for the day ahead. If i could wear it ALWAYS then i think i would.
I also dug out this pretty tunic SMOCK from donkeys years ago and have been enjoying wearing it with my SOFTEST black,ripped slim jeans and favourite ROSE-pink cardigan slung around my shoulders. It goes perfectly with hair that isn't brushed and has the prettiest floral crown buried in amongst its' tangles, don't you think…?! And if i squint my eyes enough its aaalmost the same colours as that pretty little blanket concoction…
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What's you COLOUR combination of choice lately..? Are you happiest curled up pastels like me or do you have a penchant for the richer colours?!? I'd love to know!
Friday, 22 August 2014
The brightest most blue sky i have seen in such a long while and the racing cotton wool clouds through our skylight first thing this morning; Leaves dropping from the trees in a much-colder-than-anticipated breeze; The last of the beautiful hydrangeas curling up and turning pretty hues of all kinds of lilac and lime green; Seagulls trying their hardest to fly against the wind on this mornings bike ride. The way that makes them look like they are tied to a long, long pieces of string; The hugest red admiral butterfly on our duvet upon returning home from my jobs. As she (i like to think she was a she, she was too beautiful not to be) was sat on the pillow i sat and talked to her for a good few minutes, hoping (most stupidly) that it might coax her out of the skylight. She responded much better to a little tickle, but i said goodbye anyway.
Seagulls always seagulls first thing in the morning. Tip tapping on top of our roof and shouting at each other; The Mr's alarm and knowing that i don't have to get up - i love that feeling because every morning i am always up before him; A new brown and white spaniel puppy's sweet little bark as i drove past him in the park this morning. So sweet and when i stopped to say hello he was all happy and full of kisses and a little wagging tail; The washing machine swish and swoosh throughout the morning, afternoon and evening as i attempted to wash everything known to man in 24 hours. I am now subsequently left with a 'hanging gardens of Babylon' style home as various items of laundry hang from every conceivable orifice; Elbow. That's right, still. I have this thing where once i find an album i love i listen to it over and over until i know it every each which way and can no longer bear to have it in my ears any longer. Then it comes back to me a few months later and i love it all over if not more.
Raspberries with everything. Alongside pancakes with an unhealthy spread of crunchy peanut butter, or dotted around my mid-afternoon day-off-shaped treat of a double chocolate chip cookie as big as my head or smashed into natural yoghurt with a drizzle of honey before bed; Chicken thighs cooked slowly in red wine and served with colcannon and tender-stem brocoli…the autumnal suppers are being eased in; Endless cups of tea whilst tip tapping away at some work in our office with the skylight as wide as it will go and a big huge and whopping soft checked blanket around my shoulders.
Wednesday, 20 August 2014
Saturday, 16 August 2014