We spent the days around New Year
with my husband's side of the family
in Hastings,
on the south coast of England.
A place where as soon as you wake up,
you feel the sea.
The old part of town has a charm of its own,
with plenty of antique & vintagey shops,
like new discovery Warp & Weft,
with its vintage & tailor-made pieces.
Words from their website
that illustrate the season at hand:
"During the coldest months,
the natural colour palette is stripped back to monochrome.
Therefore, texture becomes everything.
Trees that stand black against the looming skies
glisten silver in the low Sun.
Bracken shines bronze alongside ochre and umber hedgerows.
I think of silhouetted crows,
scavenging in snow-covered fields;
ink drawings on Manila paper,
and powdered faces emerging from ebony frames
of seventeenth-century Dutch portraits.
The black mink hat,
and ivory silk,
reveal themselves when seen by candlelight."
Then there's the incredible A.G Hendy & Co.
The fireplaces were lit
and the floorboards creaked,
as we wandered around the rooms
that whisk to a bygone era.
But it's always the sea
where you begin and end,
leaving its mark on everything.
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