Foggy windows and early morning sun.
Jana coming to visit for lunch and getting to cuddle a light baby. Also her comment ‘she’s either a bitch or Dutch’.
Walking through Aster meadow on my way home and seeing the stile. It’s still a favourite view on my way home.
I got a date through for my endo surgery – and it’s soon!
Out walking in the sun on the hilly bit of the borough, overlooking the city.
A cup of popcorn.
The squirrel hugging the flower
The view from the 27th floor
The birds singing during meditation again
The Edinburgh top jokes.
The views from the ninth floor, looking out across London.
Dishoom’s wooden toilets are still my favourite. Also the food is great obvs.
The tiny kittens
Doi, the beautiful dog at our guest house in Sighnaghi
The view
The lovely man who we booked our day trip with, and his mum. Both of whom fed us wine, bread and cheese. Not long after we’d just eaten a massive khachapuri. #sofull
Sunshine. When we really thought there would be none.
Beautiful views over Piran.
Finding our way onto the secret rooftop bar for a beer.
Sitting in the peace and quiet by the river and remembering what it’s like to be somewhere with no wind. So calm and still and so silent.
So many beautiful views of the sea as we drove further round the coast.
The cute 70’s kitchen in the youth hostel. Such thick paint, such shallow drawers.
Going to New Brighton Beach for a lovely sunny walk and spying the snow topped mountains behind us.
The flight was, as usual, a bit scary fire my but we saw some absolutely amazing views on the way, the huge range of snowy mountain tops, the sounds, the Strait, the sunset and the clouds.
The card from our friend back home filled with the tiniest writing possible.
The incredible views as we drove up the country. The early morning mist, the peak rising up out of a sea of clouds and the bumpy hills leading back to the sharp mountain ridges. Beautiful.
Seeing a women cut a sandwich in half with an electric meat carver
Ordering everything on the tapas menu bar two things and then ordering more. And then mains. So. Full.
Three little things 