weekending :: a Midsummer garden

Over the Midsummer weekend, there is magic abroad. On the longest day, the very start of the summer, we visited the secret garden at Cerney House. The soft warm air was heavy with the scent of roses and lavender, and the gentle breeze carried the audible buzzing of happy bees. Enclosed by old brick walls,

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weekending :: unreal city

On Saturday, a trip back to our old home city of Bristol led us to Fujiko Nakaya’s ethereal Fog Bridge. Already slightly obsessed with fog (as my Instagram feed often testifies), I was completely entranced, and found myself with a favourite section of The Wasteland running eerily through my head…

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weekending :: another snowdrop Sunday

To ease us through February, the last weeks of winter, we seek out the delicate snowdrops, a whisper that speaks of the return of spring. Packing up some leftover Bakewell Hearts, we wander the woods and paths of the garden, the snowdrops’ drooping white heads bobbing gently as we pass, like an elfin curtsey. Looking

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weekending :: the winter beach

The murmur of the waves and the calling of the gulls. The sand beneath my feet and the wind tangling my hair. Salt on my lips and pebbles between my fingers: I’ve always been a beach girl, happiest beside the shore. I love the beach in the summertime, when we spend as much time as we can

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