This sign at a cafe:

The vibrancy of these flowers, so alive with colour:

Burning away the old (and almost accidentally setting the table on fire – oops)

Coffee and conversation on a balcony overlooking London:

The sensuality of these roses:
The sensual wild flowers contrasted with composed St. Pauls and all it represents:

The remnants of a hatched egg I found on a walk – birth:

Pondering my life’s direction on a swing in a playground:

My little cousin’s artwork:

Heart-shaped pages:

Wearing socks that don’t match:

A beautiful house with roses on a lake:

Kitten sniffing flowers:

This gorgeous poem:

The surprise when I found out the artist is color blind:

My cousin’s car:

Innocence – my little cousin and kitten sharing a moment:

My baby:

Couldn’t get enough of this rose:

The travel section at the bookstore:

The magic that is this book:

Kitten sniffing my shoes:

The colorful 4 in front of Channel 4:

Reading this book:

Camden canals:
This funny bird:

This menu:

This sign, because it seemed the perfect response to the question “Universe, give me advice about my life” I asked only a few seconds before:
