It felt like a breath of fresh air, it felt like spring last Sunday when I went to the flower Market on Columbia Road. I was still bundled in my winter coat and scarf, but the sun hit my face with a warm blanket, then I smelled the market before I ever saw it. Bring cash, see the flowers, buy your favourite, then plop down at a cafe (my choice would be the Cake Hole in the back of Vintage Heaven for it's small, but good menu with food served in mismatched floral cups and plates or outside of the market at the organic Food Hall for a roast Sunday dinner).
