05.11

Day-trip-in-Richmond

I decided on Wednesday morning that it’d been far too long since I’d had a trip to Richmond. The last time we went was back in summer when we visited with friends.  I made a quick phone call to my little sister to see if she fancied coming along approximately 30 seconds after the ‘I fancy a trip to Richmond’ thought had crossed my mind, and she did! So Thursday morning we left early(ish), and were in town by 11am.

Richmond at the weekend is lovely, but during the week, it’s magic. It sort of feels like a village instead of a city- quiet and peaceful, but with the added bonus of being able to stop by an Anthropologie whenever you fancy…and I always fancy a trip to Anthropologie.

The main aim of the day was to find a great slice of cake. I had every intention of seeking out some sweet and charming independent cafe I’d never visited before, but then we walked past Hummingbird and…you can guess what happened. I just can never turn down their cream cheese frosting- it calls out my name as I walk past the shop, and before you know it, I’m at the counter! Plus they make an excellent flat white too, which is always a clincher for me.

Cider-with-Rosie

What I wore :: Ledbury pea coat (on sale right now, too!) || Breton top || Tartan scarf || Jeans || Boots || Bag  (And whilst we’re on the topic, can we just take a minute to note that those are the shortest length jeans that Gap sell, and I still have to cuff them to be able to wear them with boots? Le sigh.)

Storefront Richmond-town-house-rooves Boden-pea-coat Hummingbird-cheesecake-slice

Let’s talk for a minute about cake. I’ve sampled a good variety of the Hummingbird menu, and now it’s high time we got serious about the whole cake-eating business. The three layered cheesecake brownies are good. Really good. The brownie is dense and fudgey, and so amazing paired with the light raspberry-flecked whipped cream on top. The layer cakes are for those of us who like a 3:1 frosting to cake ratio. I ate a slice of the lemon and raspberry ripple cake during last week’s visit so large and so heavily frosted it was almost vulgar, and even though I’m a huge fan of cream cheese frosting (especially lemon cream cheese frosting!) it was a bit much even for me. (I did soldier on and eat the whole slice, mind you. Because I’m a trooper like that, and dedicated to my cause.)

The cupcakes really are where it’s at with Hummingbird, if you ask me. There’s always just the right amount of frosting, they’re generously sized but not so big they become sickly, and the flavours are the best. I highly recommend the S’mores flavour (it’s limited edition though, so you’ll have to hurry!), the carrot cake, and of course (of COURSE!) the red velvet! And like I said, their flat white is the bomb (so strong it’s like being punched in the face with a bag of coffee beans).

Blue-and-white-storefront   Richmond-town-houses

To work off our post-cake stupor, Cesca and I moseyed on down to the river for a walk. Spending time with my sister seems to get more and more special as the years go on. Because of the huge age gap between us (seven years and 364 days!), it’s always felt like we’ve been in two separate worlds. As we’re getting older though, the gap is closing faster and faster. I can’t quite believe that she’s off to college next year, and is not that far off being able to learn to drive. It feels so very recent that I was at that exact same point in my life- panicking over GCSE coursework deadlines, taking my first day of A-level classes (where, fun fact, I was actually taught English Lit by my very own Mum! :), spending the ‘rights of passage’ summer between school and college performing in a production of Oliver and falling for a guy who wound up being my very first boyfriend.

It’s so exciting listening to Francesca tell me all her plans and dreams (she has such big plans!), and to think about how very different we are. Whereas my talents lean more towards the creative and artistic, my sister is as logic-based as they come. She started explaining something about ‘circle theorems’ (or something like that, I don’t even know) over coffee on Thursday, and I’ll be honest, I’d zoned out and was thinking about what lovely light there was and how it was making for easy photo-taking at the first mention of the word ‘denominator’ ;)

So, we’d talked and we’d walked and we’d talked some more, right along the river and back again, and then post-cake sugar high wore off and left us feeling peckish…

Heron-on-the-riverside

^^ This heron was a confident one! And a poser, too…^^

Francesca

^^ My sister is basically Rapunzel in a navy blue parka. Isn’t her hair so beautiful? The photo doesn’t even do it justice! ^^

Richmond-brewery-stores-sign Rosie-in-Richmond Lunch-at-Cote

For lunch, we decided to stop by Cote- partly because the sweet green cafe chairs were too charming to pass up, but mainly because the french fries are the BOMB. We both ordered the cod goujons with fries- little sis ate hers with ketchup, I polished off one and a half portions of tartare sauce, and all was well in the world. Oh, and we made the most of the mild-ish weather and ate outside for what was probably (almost certainly!) the last time this year. Autumn al-fresco dining is where it’s at!

Richmond-clock-tower Richmond-flower-stall

And after a quick pit stop back to the bakery to pick up cakes for Jason, and an eye-wateringly huge payment was made at the NCP pay station (I can’t even begin to tell you how much it was. It’s too painful a memory.) we were home! The drive back down the motorway was beautiful- we drove right into the sunset, and the whole time I kept shouting over the radio to Cesca about how I’d forgotten what winter light looked like and how much I love the half hour right before sunset for taking photos. And, in much the same way as I did when she talked to me about trigonometry and circle theorems, Cesca tuned me right on out ;) And such is the magic of the sibling relationship! <3

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03.11

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I’ve been nesting in a rather all-consuming way recently, and it’s all the fault of the season. With the nights drawing in earlier and earlier and the weather cooling down rapidly (for the most part…though what on earth were the last couple of days of October about?!), it’s time to start feathering our nests with woollen blankets and sheepskins and spice-scented candles set on every available surface. Or at least, I think it is anyway.

Whilst we’re on the subject of sheepskins, let’s talk for a minute about the one in these photos. I’ve never had one in the house before, and now I’ve bought one, I want at least ten more. Two for the floor each side of our bed, one on the leather armchair, two as a rug in the guest bedroom, another for my desk chair- hell, even the dog can have one! Teddy’s quite partial to this puppy, if I’m honest. I put it down on the floor in the evenings quite frequently along with a load of cushions when I’m feeling too sprawl-y for the sofa, and the dog tries to commandeer it as his own the second my back is turned. Ted’s probably just trying to show both the sheepskin and me who’s boss though, to be honest, after I may or may not have wrapped it round him the other day to see if he’d look like one of those cute white sheep with the black legs and faces. In reality he just looked like a very angry spaniel wearing a rug, which was both predictable and amusing.

Aside from a pretty serious sheepskin obsession, the other main loves of my life right now (aside from the aforementioned grumpy spaniel and my fiancé, of course) are a rather dashing set of 3 wire baskets, and candles. Our house looks like Blackpool Illuminations every day come 5pm, with all the candles I have burning round the place. We’ve got latte scented candles here, apple + cinnamon candles there, and my all-time favourite mandarin, cinnamon + clove candle in pride of place in the living room. It’s been the scent of Christmas for me for years now, ever since my Mum first started buying it every festive season. Those baskets are a very recent find though, and I’m very much in love. I’ve put one of them on the kitchen windowsill, to take the place of the latest batch of herbs I’ve managed to massacre and had to throw out ;)

The overall look I’ve been striving for with the house is sort of ‘cosy country cottage’- with warm colours and plenty of soft textures and natural fabrics and materials. Jason thinks I’ve been heavily influenced by A) two trips to Scotland in the past six months, and B) Pinterest. Eh! He’s probably right ;) But enough talk- and now, photos!

Sheepskin-coffee-table

Where from? :: Red tartan cushions || Sheepskin || & the sweet succulent was a favour from the wedding we went to last week!

Cider-with-Rosie-Autumn-home-update

Where from? :: Wire baskets {from a local garden centre, similar here} || Grey striped tea towels || Olive wood spoon

Sheepskin-and-succulent Stag-and-tartan-cushions-Cider-with-Rosie-blog

Where from? :: Bronze stag head cushion

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Cider-with-Rosie-Autumn-home-decor

L I N K S ::
Red tartan cushions
Natural knitted cushion
Stag head cushion
Sheepskin
Double latte candle
Mandarin cinnamon + clove candle
Set 3 chicken wire baskets {From a local garden centre. Similar here.}
Olive wood spoon
Grey striped tea towels

Are you ‘feathering your nest’ right now too? Let’s talk about shopping in the comments. Because it’s Monday, and also because it’s early November which means we’ve probably only got another week or so left before we have to stop buying treats for ourselves and can only buy Christmas presents instead, right?

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28.10

Rosie-Sunrise-in-Scotland Watching-the-sunrise Sunrise-on-Arthur's-Seat Cider-with-Rosie-Barbour Edinburgh-sunrise Silver-coffee-pot Prestonfield-Whiskey-room

I woke up early on our first morning in Scotland. We’d gone to bed late the night before (after that beautiful formal dinner), but I couldn’t resist getting up early to watch the sun rise over Arthur’s Seat. My alarm rang at 7am…and then at 7.15am too. The room was pitch black and totally silent, and rising from the sheets wasn’t easy. I put on every layer of knitwear I’d managed to fit into my little suitcase, and headed outside about ten minutes before the sun was due to rise. The hotel staff promised to have a fire and a coffee waiting for me when I got back in…

The sunrise more than lived up to expectation. A deep purple sky turning pinker and pinker as the sun rose, with streaks of peach sitting low over the treeline. Getting to watch it in all its bright, short-lived glory was worth the cold toes (I missed not having my wellies and thick socks to hand, I can tell you), the colder fingers, and the coldest nose.

When I got back in to the hotel (and was installed in front of a fire in the ‘Whiskey Room’, with coffee in one hand and Elle Interiors in the other), the very first article I read began with the following:

“Scottish-American naturalist and author John Muir has this advice: ‘Keep close to nature’s heart…and break clear away, once in a while, and climb a mountain or spend a week in the woods. Wash your spirit clean.’

I can’t think of any advice I’ve ever been more inclined to follow.

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21.10

Rosie-Reynolds

Last weekend, I persuaded Jason to come along to the Taste of Autumn festival with me at RHS Wisley. ‘It’ll be fun!’ I said. ‘We can taste autumn!’ I was expecting that autumn would taste very much like overpriced apple cider and delicious pastries and maybe pork burgers with stewed apples and caramelised onion. That is what autumn should taste like, right?

In reality, the festival wasn’t quite so great as I’d anticipated it would be, but the beautiful displays of pumpkins and squashes everywhere almost made up for it. I’ve never seen so many different varieties all in one place before- who even knew there *were* so many types of pumpkin and squash and gourd! It’s almost, almost tempted me to get a pumpkin for us to carve and pop outside our house for this Halloween. I don’t think I’ve ever carved a pumpkin before, but the prospect of being able to toast, salt, roast, and eat an entire pumpkin’s worth of seeds is kind of tempting me to try.

After a short wander around looking at what the festival had to offer, we headed up to the herb garden to sniff rosemary and sage and all those other herbs that smell exactly like Sunday roasts. Jason dreamt of having his own vegetable patch (ideally one brimming with produce year-round), whilst I just dreamt of being able to keep herbs on the kitchen windowsill without them dying due to overwatering/exposure to excess cold/heat, and indiscriminate snipping.

Giant-Halloween-pumpkin Red-and-yellow-apples Country-autumn-festival Autumn-produce-cart Artisan-loaves Purple-sage Marbled-squashes Barbour-quilted-wax-jacket

What I wore :: Top || Jeans || Boots || Jacket || Hat (similar)

And now, fun things! I’m flying up to Edinburgh today for a three day press trip with Barbour, hurrah! So as you read this, I’ll be busy trying to squish my entire wardrobe into a small cabin bag, and praying that this crazy old mini hurricane doesn’t ground my flight! If you’d like to follow along with what I’m up to in Scotland over the next few days, Instagram’s the way to go! Find me at ‘ciderwithrosieblog’ :) Catch you in a couple of days!

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