Tuesday, July 23, 2013

Rescue, ice lollies and coming home.

1. To have a mother who is able to come, bringing us lunch.

2. To remember that there are a couple of ice lollies in the fridge.

3. Nick comes straight upstairs and asks 'What can I do?' I am so glad to see him -- the heat today has left us frazzled and waspish.

Tarry, rolling back and one last taste.

1. Much that I would like to sit and visit for longer packed in with red and crimson cushions and blankets, lit by a bright window and drink...