Three beautiful things most days.
1. I look down and there are snowdrops and hellebore and scyllas.
2. The children run off down the parallel path and I am free to walk and listen.
3. The reassuring feeling from knowing that someone who has been in peril is now safe at home.
1. Instead of the horrible news on my phone, I have a new Fortean Times to read at breakfast. 2. I'm thinking there is no chance we...
