A Visit from Mum

My mum came to visit me in Geneva last weekend. The two days were filled with:

• Going for hot drinks in sweet little cafés with mismatching furniture and equally mismatched but beautiful teacups and saucers. 
• Drinking vin chaud outside in a bustling square in the old town. Now begins the season of warming your hands with mugs filled with orange and spiced wine.
• Walking through old Carrouge at night to a restaurant and loving the tree lined squares and classic houses with painted shutters.  I now need to live here, and visit the Market!

On another note,  my ♥  brought me a treat on his 3 hour train journey back from Basel last night.  What a lovely way to start my work day...with a pink cupcake for breakfast.