In the middle of a sleepy village is my favourite place. A magical meadow with a windmill in the middle. A place that I would ride my bike to when I was little and sit under and write stories. This windmill is the inspiration for my fairytale "The Tale of the Windmill Mice".
Back in the spring, on a regular visit, I saw a sign up from the farmer saying that we had planted sunflower seeds this year. And so, on a Summer's evening when the sun sprinkled the meadow in golden light, I walked around the windmill in complete awe. It is everything I have dreamed of! A sky painted in soft pinks and purples. That first photograph might be my most favourite photograph of Mimi I have taken! A dream.
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