I’ve sort of fallen in love with spring time in London. It’s quite enchanting really. In the few days that I’ve been here, I’ve seen the trees tickled by the change of seasons. The cherry tree leaning over from our neighbours garden has burst into flower, sprinkling my morning view with petite white flowers. The…
It’s light dreadfully early. The sun illuminates my room well before 5 am. For a morning person, it is like a siren going off. I usually drag my tired body out of bed to keep my cousin company downstairs while he entertains the little ball of fur. The plan for today was to be rustig. We had…
