Dear May...

It's really good to see you. Don't tell the others but you've always been my favourite. The middle of Spring is the loveliest time. The flowers are blooming everywhere, dotting the countryside with pops of colour and happiness. It always feels like such a hopeful time. Smiles are shared, weekend plans are made and trips to the seaside to soak up the sunshine aren't too far away.

One of my favourite things about this time of the year is being able to open all the windows as wide as possible to let the scent of freshly cut grass & the warm breeze sweep through, while rays of warm sunshine illuminate every corner throughout the day. It's often these little things that make such a difference. The fresh air is inspiring and motivating. It's almost as though I've only just fully woken up after my extended winter hibernation and I'm ready to face all of the things I've been putting to one side. 

In a few days I turn twenty five. Goodness. Where does the time go? I thought I would feel a little apprehensive because twenty five sounds like an age where I'm supposed to have everything together, be settled and working towards very clear goals. And I don't really think I'm any of those things. But I think that's okay. Instead I feel incredibly appreciative. I'm happy to be here. To be able to appreciate the morning breeze that is softly brushing through my hair as I write. So many aren't so lucky. So here's to the little things. To being here. To appreciating every second.

This month I would like to find a new notebook, to have somewhere to keep thoughts, ideas and memories together. I think it will be a lovely thing to be able to hold on to and look back on in a few years from now, a tangible connection to ethereal memories.

I'm ready for you May, lets make twenty five the best yet.

xo