1. We -- that is all the people in the park -- keep glancing at the sky. It's dry slate grey, and growing darker by the minute. The trees in the park are lit up by the long winter sun, and when I'm not watching the sky, I'm marvelling at each twig picked out against the sky.
2. To pick out cakes for Saturday tea at the bakers.
3. To press down a sandwich and feel the Little Gem lettuce crunch inside it.
White grapes, gothic novel and predictions.
1. This week's grapes are particularly good -- a little hard so they burst well, and then both sweet and sharp. 2. Before Nick comes up...
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1. Stirring the brewing coffee to break the floating crust and bring up the crema. 2. We have donuts to give the children at teatime. 3. Th...
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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...