Saturday, June 22, 2013

Newborn nappies, all to myself and vanilla.

1. The parcel of hired newborn cloth nappies arrives from The Nappy Lady. I can't believe how small they are!

2. To have my mother all to myself for the afternoon.

3. The smell of vanilla in my stewed pear and peach.

Change in weather, dessert and requiem.

1. In the time it took us to walk through the house from the back garden to the front, the air has filled with misty drizzle. 2. She had the...