Being recognised at the fabric shop.
The free sunflower from a lovely neighbour.
I made chive pancakes. Well, my version of.
P.s. and smiling at the guy who plays the instrument under the bridge. And he grinned back.
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Going for a run around the park. Double lap. And the sky was soft and pretty.
Walking through the park with Sean just after dusk. They’d just cut the grass and it felt like we were in another country, nearer summer
The Korean chive pancake from Dotori. So fucking delicious.
Three little things 