Three beautiful things most days.
1. At lunchtime I mix mushrooms with French dressing, knowing they will be ready for supper.
2. The clove scent of pinks.
3. There is time -- just -- to read to the children this evening before I sign on for games night.
1. In the café where I've been waiting, a high-pitched mechanical sound has been bothering me sporadically. One of the three plasterers ...
