Current situation: afternoon tea in the garden. The wind through the trees sounds like the roar of a rushing river or a nearby freeway.. I’m experiencing serious Airbnb envy. Why are we living in the city again?
Current situation: afternoon tea in the garden. The wind through the trees sounds like the roar of a rushing river or a nearby freeway.. I’m experiencing serious Airbnb envy. Why are we living in the city again?