

. . . mid-november and most of the leaves have fallen, and there’s a stillness, just before nightfall, and the days are fading, fading, like the quiet before the busy-ness of the holiday season begins, and here, days are filled with romantic wanders about town, along cobblestone streets, secret passageways and stops in antique shops; inadvertent train rides to unknown parts, and the daily searching, searching for the next place to call home for the next months or so; and there are nights amidst herringbone floors and pools of tweed and velvet, yellow roses and sunday markets and the sights and sounds of a new place — this has been what november feels like . . .
{p.s.} a new love story next week, and the take me away series to resume by month’s end x
[as always, more beautiful things below] x











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elli — thanks so much xo
Beautiful inspiration.. Especially those teacups are delightful!
Satu
Indie by heart
November has been an acquired taste for me, but your exquisite photos capture its beauty and why I now love it.
I’m crazy for your posts! The photos are gorgeous! So much inspiration! WOW!
xoxo
elli
The house looks so cute and cozy. xNel