There is a reason I looove hanging with Middle Sister. She only does things a certain way. There is never any compromise 🙂
I am leaning back in a wicker armchair. It creaks 0h-so-comfortingly as I snuggle into it. I’m sipping hot English Breakfast – strong with milk no sugar thank you. A sprinkler is sputtering on a lawn nearby. Tiny drops of water glisten on wide green leaves. There is old marble cool and polished beneath my bare feet.
So where’s this Orchard Road again? 😉