Amidst the noise and crowds, the shops and carts all I needed was an inhale of a tranquil oasis, somewhere where I could lose myself in the beauty of what God has created. The closest place that fitted my cravings was St. James Park, so this is where mt feet carried me..
An early spring has waved into London this year and every park is ornamented with beautiful-odoriferous blossoms that were falling off their branches discoloring the ground as if a shower of pink snow had fallen. I honestly cannot describe how beautiful the park is because of them and how joyful it is to look at them!
Spring season doesn’t only mean the end of cold but it also means the end of dark-s. Dark coats, caps and boots. We can finally pop in some color..
I think pastels are absolutely magnificent for spring, not too bright but light enough.
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