Harriet planted three roses when she was living next to us with her family. The roses are glorious this year. I miss them. I miss sitting on the step drinking coffee with Harriet. I am very proud of them. And I do get to drink coffee but just not so often.
The bed and breakfast has been full on. We have many lovely guests passing through. I love listening to their stories. I find them very inspiring. I am tempted to hop into the back seat and go touristing with them. I am not the only one that has been busy. Plants are growing like triffids in the garden. Crows, magpies and jackdaws battle for toast crusts. The garden is bursting with life.
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Harriet's Roses Pen and Watercolour |
Vintage yet aesthetic ✨
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