1. Waking up in a tent beside someone of whom I am quite fond.
2. My aunts, uncles, cousins and brother work together to clear up the house while my parents are taking Rosey to the station. When they return, the Mother looks around the house in wonder. 'This was going to be my work for the next few days.'
3. Squishing through mud wearing sandals; and stealing water from my father's waterfall by kicking a breach in the other side of the puddle.
4. Finally having time to pick apart my birthday picture to see who made which square. Thank you to my parents, Daena, He-Who-Shall-Not-Be-Named, Louise, Fenella (particularly), Jo, Giselle, Ian and Caroline, Katie (also particularly), Caroline from the writers circle, Joe in Vegas, Rosey, Andy R, Andry C, Jason (and Jessy), Janey and Catri. I'll publish a picture very soon so you can see how well Fenella and Katie did.
Slow worm, peacock butterfly and striations.
1. A slow worm backs into his burrow, his mild resentful gaze holding ours. 2. Peacock butterfly -- Persian rug colours -- rests open in the...
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1. An enormous fat bumble bee at work. She is so bulky that she can knock dead blossoms out of the way as she gets right in to the new jasmi...
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1. The shortest night and the longest day. I was up at Wellington Rocks with Anna, Paul and Jason. We couldn't see the sun through the m...
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1. Oli has written a poem describing how Tunbridge Wells makes him veer between wanting to fall in love and wanting to shoot people. Which i...