Ever slice into a ripe watermelon and get that punch of clean freshness? It’s the smell that hits you first—almost peppermint-y, with a whisper of grassy sweetness, like the fruit …
This little corner of the internet didn’t begin with me.
It began with Val my neighbourhood aunt whose kitchen held more warmth than any fireplace ever could.
She was more of a friend and I’ve come to know her in the most unexpected way.







