Something earthy and green and fertile bloomed between us, twining like the vines through the windows of Rosemere Priory.
"Earthy and green and fertile" ooh that is brilliant. I felt like I could taste it, smell it... I was, in the moment that I read this, inside that moment. A part of what I was reading. I love, love, loved it! Blooming and twining like vines like the building. Yes, giving life the the building, the grounds, the history and the connection to the moment they existed in right now. I wanted to stay there with them. I could connect it time that I felt love growing in my own life.
