


For me the year always begins in Autumn. It’s the time of year I was born into and it always seems full of possibility. In January nothing feels new, in Autumn everything looks fresh in the rain.



For me the year always begins in Autumn. It’s the time of year I was born into and it always seems full of possibility. In January nothing feels new, in Autumn everything looks fresh in the rain.
I couldn’t agree more with this, I was thinking the very same about ten minutes ago.
You have a great great blog. Love the things you post and the latest post is one of my favourites! And I’ve actually been scrolling down your blog for the last 10 minutes.
Follow each other?
XO,
Lucija
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