1. While unpacking, I picked Mr Midshipman Hornblower out of Nick's stacks and shuffled it on to the end of my reading queue. I was very taken by it -- he's a pleasingly frail creation, full of doubts and fears, but driven by determination to do well. C. S. Forster treats him so sympathetically that I felt Hornblower's pains and triumphs. The story clips along and I was almost afraid to put the book down in case something happened while I wasn't looking.
2. To have a husband who can explain the intimate details of the Georgian navy AND knows what a taffrail is.
3. Sparkling dew drops make a jewel of the cut end of my cucumber.
Goldfinches, meeting and mackerel.
1. Goldfinches, painted like they're going to war, crowd the bird feeders. 2. We meet my cousin's partner for the first time, and it...
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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. I promised myself I wouldn't moan and grumble about it -- but I do. And as if by magic, a very kind friend produces the required blaz...