Daisies in my hair and nowhere to be

Found this row of tall green hedges on a walk and could not resist stopping for a photo. Someone tucked little daisies through my hair earlier and I have decided I am never taking them out. There is something about a beaded headband and a bunch of wildflowers that makes an ordinary afternoon feel like a small festival.

I kept it simple today, just a white knit crop and my favourite bracelets, arms crossed, sun on my face. No agenda, no call sheet, no rush. Just green corridors, good light, and that quiet kind of happy you feel when nobody is waiting on you.

Note to self: slow mornings suit me. More of these please.