Tuesday, November 09, 2021

Sweetpea pods, accepted and clean shoes.

1. The crackly, papery feel of the sweetpea pods I am clipping from the vines to save for seed.

2. My afternoon is turned upside down by an email saying that one of my essays has been accepted for an actual book. (There's a long lead-time, but I'll share when it's available).

3. All the children's shoes, clean and shined, in a row on the doormat.

Waxcaps, beech leaves and my coffee.

1. Bright waxcap mushrooms -- crimson, orange and yellow -- in the veg box today. 2. Beech leaves the colour of rust flakes cover the mud. 3...