After a brief respite from flowers last week, they are back. We popped to Ipswich on Sunday to see my mum and dad. Their garden is looking stunning and, while my dad was stuck (literally) in the wendy house with Freya, I sat and watched the bees at work. Don't worry, my dad got out...eventually!… Continue reading My Weekend Photo – And We Are Back To Flowers.
Bee bums are just the cutest thing, don't you think? No, just me? There's a tree at the end of our road we like to call the Fire Tree, because in autumn its leaves turn the most vibrant red. As it turns out, it also looks rather lovely in spring too. It had been taunting… Continue reading Blue Sky, Busy Bees And Blossom.
It's very hard not to start with a bee-pun (if you read the book, you'll get it) but I am resisting (so far) because I seriously loved this story. Friends to lovers is one of my favourites, especially when it's as good as Bad At Love. I've read a few of Karina Halle's books now… Continue reading Book Review: Bad At Love.
After The Rain 