
My bedroom would be framed with beautiful floral wallpaper

and my royal cat Mitsy would sit on the end of the bed to keep my feet warm.

In winter there would be a roaring log fire where I

would sit around toasting pink and white marshamallows until they burnt on the outside but stayed gooey inside.
And on warm summer afternoons I would go on wild adventures, dreaming in flower fields with friends,


And finding old tumble down cottages

Cycling through vast fields of violets,
And daydreaming of what could have been
And on friday mornings we would have a feast at the beach
Dining on fine macaroons from Adriano Zumbo,


and cute Asian cupcakes
(All photos from Flickr)
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