As long as there is love, there will be grief. The grief of time passing, of life moving on half-finished, of empty spaces that were once bursting with the laughter and energy of people we loved.
As long as there is love there will be grief because grief is love's natural continuation.

It shows up in the aisles of stores we once frequented, in the half-finished bottle of wine we pour out, in the whiff of cologne we get two years after they've been gone.

Grief is a giant neon sign, protruding through everything, pointing everywhere, broadcasting loudly, "Love was here." In the finer print, quietly, "Love still is."
- Heidi Priebe

🎨Paco LaFarga

@europeanvolk

The @ NellOfOldDrury is a glorious little pub that recently allowed us to film within its fantastic interior. As welcoming as it is wholesome, I certainly rate this #CoventGarden gem. - @BritainsPubs
@ ChelseaDan5 🍻

The Wheatsheaf #RIP 🏡
#Buxton, #Derbyshire

This beautiful cottage was once a lovely little pub. What do you think about this holiday home? For me it's better than seeing it become a shop but I'd prefer it was still a pub.

🎙 @VinnieSull1van
With @MaverikCo & @Full_3nglish

𝘐 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘭𝘺 𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘴 𝘪𝘧 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘢 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘰𝘯, 𝘢𝘴 𝘪𝘧, 𝘪𝘵 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘥 𝘮𝘦 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬.

📸 2017