For me, even thinking of summer is like a mini holiday. Which really perks up may day, because, as you know, I live in London. And London is great at doing grey & rainy in a unique eccentric-cool Brit-pop kinda way, but it’s not great at doing summer. I was chatting to my lovely blogger friend Pip over at The Slimming Foodie the other day, and we both agreed that even in July you’re better off heading out of the country if you want to be sure you’re getting some.
Here is one of the mini-clips I like to play in my head when the rest of town is fighting with their umbrellas:
A lush, green English garden in the late afternoon. Bees are humming around wildflowers, the air is warm and filled with the scent of lavender. The sun has lost its intensity and is bathing the scene in a golden light. There is a contentedness, a stillness that is almost palpable.
GUYS, JUST WRITING THIS IS MAKING ME FEEL ALL PEACEFUL AND CALM.
How to make it:
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