sunday at 4

nobody knows it here, but it's thanksgiving weekend. there was so much sun and we walked along the river, albeit hungover, but smiling and warm.
today i sold flowers at the market. now those bunches are in peoples houses on peoples tables, what a nice thought really.
more payment in flowers, and wine, anenomes and limonium and wax flowers, and the most fragrant narcissus from Scilly. i can smell them from one room to the next.
now a sunday roast and a drink, and this feels like a proper october weekend, fall at last.


just a few from instagram, why not.

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