Three beautiful things most days.
1. I open the curtains in time to catch the smudge of pink across the sky to the south west.
2. To throw some birdseed out of the back door.
3. On a rainy afternoon to get the call that an outdoor activity has been cancelled.
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...
