You can take your facts and figures, please
I’m just here for the flowers.
—- Why I Live
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:
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: