Fashion fabric designer/maker

Thursday, 28 February 2013

"...and a greenness grew over those brown beds which, freshening daily, suggested the thought that Hope traversed them at night, and left each morning brighter traces of her steps. Flowers peeped out amongst the leaves; snow-drops, crocuses, purple auriculas, and golden-eyed pansies."

- Charlotte Brontë, Jane Eyre

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