Thursday, July 09, 2009

No thanks, the runner and lavender.

1. Those people who buttonhole you in the street to persuade you to sign up for something: I like to tell them I'm in a hurry.

2. Jubilant Nick comes home triumphant after running his yearly three mile race in 35 minutes.

3. My fingers are faintly sticky from the dried lavender I've been stuffing into an embroidered heart.

1 comment:

  1. O do I love the sweet fragrance of lavendar! I would have the world plastered with it,


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