In a month's time I would be back at sweet old London, plummeting into the midst of autumn - moving into a room with a panoramic view of Hampstead Heath and the best yet, no internet. So I will be spending my evenings reading, chatting over wine (a half bottle Burgundy pokes out from his Barbour's poachers pocket as he hurries upstairs), listening to vinyl, unmaking beds, tendering to my plants - which co-habituate with my books and picnic basket on the top shelf.
1. Some inspiration, all images from milk & mead
2. Tiny apartment tips from reading my tea leaves
3. Note to self: small room = promises of big mental space
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That second photo is how I'd like my kitchen to be (when I am older), I love it! You're so lucky to be going to London, wow!xx
I love the first room.
You're living the sweet simple life!
this sounds like kind of the dream!! I would love to come visit you, hopefully I get the chance. No internet has been hard - when I was writing my thesis I was in the country with none - but it changes everything.
xx
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