Friday, September 10, 2010

Nattering, in the sun and stained glass.

1. After yoga, the mums-to-be talk. It's not just me.

2. September lunch in the garden: jumper on, jumper off, jumper on, jumper off.

3. The light  passes through the cherries baked into my biscuits and marks red splots on the worksurface.

Squashes, garden and finale.

1. We've enjoyed our box of squashes -- large and small, globes, oblates, onions and ribbed, and all the colours between lantern orange ...