Perfect petals

SNOWFLAKES swirled in the pale morning, blanketing Meadowbrook’s rooftops and telephone wires in a pewter hush. The world was muffled, but inside the Bloom Room, February’s chill melted into a steamy

It was a simple and innocent moment Sarah witnessed as the bus pulled into the stop to drop off a young man, no more than twenty years of age, clutching a bunch of bright daffodils. She was about to t

NOTHING said “home” like the kitchen of Nant-y-Bri Farm at breakfast time. Delicious frying pan smells hung heavy in the air and the scrape of cutlery on willow pattern plates indicated the family had

It was one of those cool misty mornings when Lucy had no firm idea how she wanted to spend her day. Nothing had leapt to the top of her to-do list when today’s planned coffee morning with her daughter

MORNINGS at the Coffee Pod officially began the moment Primrose flipped the laminated sign from Sorry We’re Closed to the inviting We’re Open! Come On In! Unofficially, of course, they began a good sp

CALEB didn’t know how he’d found himself in this position, or how he was suddenly looking forward to it. He just couldn’t help himself from smiling as he got ready for Sadie’s wedding. The last weddin