We got our blossom in the end. And it was beautiful. Heartbreaking too. Because of where we should have been seeing it, and why we weren't. Two months on, thoughts, still.
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I like tea but not coffee, love London wholeheartedly, Sundays make me glum.
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I like tea but not coffee, love London wholeheartedly, Sundays make me glum.
London Love
Shoreditch Sisters WI
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Lovely post again my dear
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Beautiful photos and thoughts.
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