Poppy on the table...

Rain, wind and thunder hit last night, the garden looks a bit ravaged this morning poppies look a bit tired.

Julien is doing secret stuff in this office, I'm not aloud in even when he isn't there. Tempting too tempting. You only have to tell me not to do something for me to want to. I haven't grown up in that respect.

I am sourcing stuff for wedding. I feel abnormal because we don't want butterflies or cages, we don't want huge center pieces on the tables and I didn't know what a wine claimer was.