Letters from The Rose Garden
OCTOBER - SPRING
October always feels like the month when everything gets a little louder. September is lovely, of course. There are those first warm afternoons and little signs everywhere that winter is...
OCTOBER - SPRING
October always feels like the month when everything gets a little louder. September is lovely, of course. There are those first warm afternoons and little signs everywhere that winter is...
SEPTEMBER - EARLY SPRING
There’s something slightly misleading about the way we talk about new beginnings. We make them sound very clean. A fresh page. A new season. A door opening. Something lovely beginning...
SEPTEMBER - EARLY SPRING
There’s something slightly misleading about the way we talk about new beginnings. We make them sound very clean. A fresh page. A new season. A door opening. Something lovely beginning...
AUGUST - LATE WINTER
Rest. There is something about August that always feels a little quieter. Not because life suddenly slows down - it rarely does - but because winter begins whispering that it...
AUGUST - LATE WINTER
Rest. There is something about August that always feels a little quieter. Not because life suddenly slows down - it rarely does - but because winter begins whispering that it...
JULY - WINTER
Kindness, Winter Gardens & A Gentle Reminder to Myself I'm not sure if it's the middle of winter, the endless cups of tea, or simply one of those weeks that...
JULY - WINTER
Kindness, Winter Gardens & A Gentle Reminder to Myself I'm not sure if it's the middle of winter, the endless cups of tea, or simply one of those weeks that...
Welcome to The Rose Garden ...
There’s something a little magical about a season changing. The mornings feel softer. The garden starts doing something new. The flower market begins filling with different colours, different textures, different...
Welcome to The Rose Garden ...
There’s something a little magical about a season changing. The mornings feel softer. The garden starts doing something new. The flower market begins filling with different colours, different textures, different...
Welcome Back (and Hello, Autumn)
It feels a little bit like I’m dusting off an old journal writing this. I didn’t realise how long it had been since I last sat down to write a...
Welcome Back (and Hello, Autumn)
It feels a little bit like I’m dusting off an old journal writing this. I didn’t realise how long it had been since I last sat down to write a...