Tales of a British expat transplanted into the lush Tennessee countryside.
Lover of old, time-worn, and antique.
Tea-drinker, flower-grower, animal-lover.
Wednesday, July 13, 2011
Summer is the time when one sheds one's tensions with one's clothes, and the right kind of day is jeweled balm for the battered spirit. A few of those days and you can become drunk with the belief that all's right with the world.