august 27th: southampton

sleep-enveloped in a white duvet, sent into the early afternoon with a hammock nap for dessert.
I feel grounded here, with my family, in the south of England, eating pork pies for lunch & drinking twining’s tea; more grounded than I have felt…ever? in a long time? since five minutes ago? mixed up between time's spindley fingers; either way, it is lovely.

to highcliffe castle for clotted cream teas, to ramsbury for champagne. driving through the rollicking English countryside with hills like ears. heather fields & horses, hedges & hollyhocks – it feels like home. when we went to the carnival, we rode the dodge'ms twice.