Wow, it's photographarama today. First, two beautiful things from my mother.
a. Today a white van came rattling down the track and a small movement in the far top corner of the field turned into an avalanche of sheep pouring towards us bleating anxiously. 'I hope you've brought something for them too' I said to the delivery man. 'How odd' he replied and climbed back into the van... after handing me the parcel from John Lewis. A natural lambskin for carseats and strollers! b. Every where has been covered in frost all day and this morning a pure white pheasant appeared on the garden steps, but not for long.
And here are my beautiful things:
1. Two of my friends post on Facebook pictures of their babies. Oli is doing a tarot card series of his son (I particularly like the Tower built from Duplo, and the guest appearance by a big sister as the Priestess); while Paul has posed his little boy in tableaux from famous films. The Good, The Bad and Ugly -- baby in poncho and hat with bread stick hanging off his lip -- leaves me crying with laughter.
2. PaulV comes round and takes the last batch of bump photos -- "The light is lovely," he says, pushing me out of the back door.
2a. Anna sends me home from tea in her office with a plate of scones and gooey chocolate cake.
3. Across the car park, in a top window there is a lit-up Christmas tree. Better than an advent calendar.