new year trees
On the 1st January 2016, I took a walk. I walked the streets that I called home knowing that it would be my last new year's day here. In just a few short weeks, we would be starting a new adventure in Spain. It was a typically cold, grey and damp January day in Bournemouth, but looking up at these trees that I'd passed by so many times, they looked different. Sort of magical, now that I'd never see them again.
