It’s been one long summer, peeps! I mean, don’t get me wrong, I do enjoy summer. Especially during the winter time when I’m imagining what my summer would be like, smell like, feel like… But, to be honest, I’m more of a spring and fall kind of gal, especially the latter. So thank goodness that fall’s coming our way!
I’m already picking out what teas I simply have to order. Or, well, to be perfectly honest, GF is picking out some good looking fellows (to clarify for those that do not know that we’re a lesbian couple: teas) and I go: wow! oh! ah! magnificent! Doesn’t really matter, I’m excited, this is happening. Getting an order ready to get shipped from England all the way over here. – yay!
Amongst the different kinds of teas we’ve also decided to amp up our tea container game, which, so far, has been non-existent. Extinct, even. We need them containers. I’m talking about tins that makes no sense on their own but, once they come together, makes for an entire coffee/tea shop.
Next problem to solve will be to figure out where the hell we’re gonna fit them in our tiny apartment of 45 square meters. Of course, there would be plenty of space should our flat not be covered in furniture. Oh well. Or if I didn’t have a very specific order inside my mind of what can go where and what new furniture that would ruin the order. Perfectionist? Say what? Noo.
Space issues aside, do you know what else that comes along with fall? Uninterrupted reading and writing ~aaaah~
I bet I’m not the only one feeling like that. It’s only September, sure, but my eye has already spotted one red tree. And during fall time it’s like, for every leaf that falls down, the creativity goes up.
This is how I’m imagining all of my fall, even though this was taken a few days ago: sleepy dog, cozy jumpers, and a humongous writing project in progress. And tea. But that was a given.