The Pale Rose of Wool

Finally.
This that I’ve dreamt of going ever since I knew about it,The Pale Rose of Wool by April Lee. I am reminded of the beauty that surrounds me, things that I’ve let pass.  Both Cheryl & I liked the picture of the sea while Ashley liked the one of the only tree that light graced. All in all, it was inspiring.

Can you wink with both eyes at your reflection?

Also, we checked out Books Actually, I don’t know how to put to words what I saw. It made me realise, I never really wanted to be a librarian, no, I misunderstood myself, it has always been a bookstore owner.

PostScript. There was something else that made the trip rewarding, but I’ll tell you next time.

Location/Polymath & Crust (3F) 86Club Street