“Tut, tut it looks like rain.” – Winnie the Pooh Can you hear the patter of rain on the canvas? Can you see the umbrella spinning? A parasol of colours, bright and happy. It has a short J-handle for a comfortable grip and a classic dome shape. Its ribs are made of stainless steel. They… Continue reading Umbrella
The forest looked different this morning after days of rain. The eerie feeling hadn’t washed away but instead was magnified by a heavy silence. The branches on the trees pulled towards the ground and with no wind to stir them it felt oppressive and suffocating. The small snippets of sky that could be seen… Continue reading The Rain
Brewing Coffee, Twisting Words & Breaking Pencils 