Tuesday, 18 September 2012

Autumn Leaves

Autumn is coming. I'm not too sad about the end of the summer because I don't feel I can mourn for something I never had. But Autumn? Autumn is my season. I excel in cosy knits and homemade soup and log fires and crisp dark evenings. Belle and I spoke last night for ages and we've both totally settled in to this idea. Rug up babies, it's coming x

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