First summer party

Nothing screams the first party of the summer like making a strawberry and goat’s cheese salad in  my kitchen in the morning.

the sensation is a memory of Christmas. And maybe it is just a memory of summer.

we could not have asked for a more perfect day for our garden party,

I am stealing a few moments in the shade with a coffee before the train takes me away,

blissful mid week holidays… Read the rest