The blooms in spring remind me of my favorite time in London, and the roots of Old Lantern Lane.
Imagine sun-dappled cobblestone ways leading through promenades of arching blooms and trees heavy with airy blossoms that flit to the ground like confetti around you. You would walk past the beautiful Regency white facades that must surely contain palatial abodes of especial quality. A gentle breeze perhaps reminds you that a tasty treat is not far on the horizon, but just before that why not venture down an old lane presided over by ornate gas lanterns into the most charming and curious little shop…
