Last night we sprinkled tea lights at the end of the garden, hung lanterns by the wishing tree, and carpeted the grass with bohemian fabrics. With lots of wine, a bongo drum, a kiddie's picnic and fabulous friends, The Shire was a mystic garden last night.
The photos also give me the opportunity to present my new hair doo. At first it was potentially tragic, with the shaved edge looking like something Britney would do. But thanks to some styling from Connie, it's now a little more presentable