My Story of February
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My Story of February

With Valentine’s Day, our anniversary and both my parents’ birthdays, February is usually a rosy month full of celebrations and romantic opportunities. This year, however, it has been a month of heartbreak and lots of tears. Grief is difficult enough to go through but when those closest to you are experiencing it too, it becomes almost unbearable. Everyday moments are punctuated…

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Slow Travel
Moments

Slow Travel

Gone are the days when I’d hop from monument to monument, pebbled beach to pebbled town, attempting to pack in as much of a country as possible in a week-long holiday. Returning home after what was supposed to be a relaxing break always required a few days of rest, ironically. Nowadays, my approach to travel has changed. Waking up naturally,…

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Playing House
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Playing House

For a long time now, Dave and I have been yearning to move out and create our first home together: something small and simple but very cosy, a place to call our own. Still living at home with parents after graduating three years ago was not the situation either of us planned to be in. Perhaps we were both a…

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wild
Poetry

wild

Growing slowly, a sense of oblivion. Petals ruffle as it dances in the breeze; shuffle like a petticoat with each motion. Grow, grow, grow before the winter freezes over. Say goodbye for another season. You’ll be back, time again: a spot of wildness, reserved forever. m

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A Slow Sunday in Sandbanks
Weekends

A Slow Sunday in Sandbanks

The last weekend of January brought some solace to an otherwise gloomy month. Waking up on Sunday morning to find the room bathed in sunlight was just the motivation we needed to get out and explore somewhere other than the New Forest. I’ve said it before but I really do stand by the belief that spontaneous day trips like this are the…

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