G is for Garden
If you could spend an afternoon, writing in the garden, well...wouldn't you? Spring has well and truly sprung in London, -our dear Lady Summer is knocking at the gate and the wonderful evening light doth linger. It's time to shake off those dusty picnic rugs, polish the sunglasses, grab a great big fabulous hat and head outside. Parasols too, my lovely flowers, especially if you intend sitting in the sun. *le gasp* Don't worry, it's absolutely safe and guilt-free, writers can venture beyond the windows and french doors.
Grab your laptop, netbook, pillow, and a lovely long drink...um, hang on....did someone say, 'pillow'? Well, you never know, dear ladies, ahem and gents -all that creative word-crafting...your grey cells may require a nap. So, back to the list...pillow, picnic rug...book? Yes. Perfect, all set then...see you in the garden!
A/N: If you do take a trip to Paris, you must visit Versailles, splendid palace and outstanding grounds. Worth a turn around the garden my dears.
Happy Friday Everyone, this week has flown by so quickly, I've barely had time to catch my breath. Plans for the weekend? - Moir, I'm completely open...I think? Sleeping and relaxing is on the agenda methinks. How about you? Have a wonderful weekend!