when early summer is here. As a poet almost said.
I love London on long holiday weekends. Quietens down. Thins out. You can find seats on transport, tables in restaurants. And space. In open places. Your space.
Ran back to my place from hers earlier. Got a coffee. Sat on the top of Primrose Hill. Saw what I saw and felt happy.
So, wherever you are, England or elsewhere, hope you have a good weekend.
Feel free to post a song, an image, some thoughts about where you are, what you’re doing