Three beautiful things from a busy week of house hunting, a first birthday party, and catching up with friends and family:
1. Stepping through the doors of the Tobacco Factory we have it confirmed that we are indeed searching in the right area.
2. The luminous pink blossom spills over the garden fence. I stop to admire it and take a few shots of it against the cloudless blue sky. I’d love to take a few sprigs away with me but I have neither the tools nor the bottle.
3. Two babes sound asleep, glasses filled, sumptuous dinner consumed, and Eurovision.
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