Migrating South


I’m flying southwards at a crazy early hour of the morning tomorrow (kind-of-almost-today) to spend my last days of 22-year-hood in search of some warmth, rust-coloured rooves and maybe a lemon tree or two. In the meantime, have a happy 14th February and see you soon. I promise to be back next week with stories, pictures and myriad words. Forget me not! xo