A lunch made for one.
Cherry blossoms in the wind.
Map reading and pavement pounding
The charm of the tube.
I had such a time in London. It's my birthplace, my old haunt, my history.
Since I left it to roam and drift around I gave scarce thought to ever returning again.
But in the warm, charming little bubble of my birthday visit I found myself falling back in love with the place, enjoying the crowds, the vibe, the unmistakable spirit of the big smoke.
I felt home.
I love it when birthday gifts filter through long after the day has faded into history...
when I returned back to my parent's house in Ireland I had two lovely packages waiting for me.
Dallas sent me the sweetest bundle of Korean paper goods and a baby Totoro on a keychain.
A little baby Totoro!!! I can't even.
Also one of my best friends Jen runs a small print business and had my blog header printed on to a mug for me! It's shameless self promotion but hey, I love it!! hehe!