I saw a few leaves today hinting yellow. I think I will lock myself in something created by Michael Trapp this winter.
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5 comments:
That bench seat is fantastic. I think this will do us all quite nicely.
Michael Trapp indeed always creates magic. though I love looking at it, I'd last about two seconds with all that Miss Havisham clutter, atmospheric and picturesque though it undeniably is, but man, I could spend the rest of my life in his gardens....
Have you been to his shop in Litchfield? I'm dying to go!
I can see why. Take me to his grotto!
I need to be reclining in that window, like, yesterday.
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