Three beautiful things most days.
1. It turns out that I do have two minutes to sit and take a breath after all.
2. For a moment the hills to the south west are lit up by sunlight.
3. I fall asleep clutching the thought, The Romans were an Iron Age people.
1. I find yet more recycling and squinting in the drizzle, go down to the gate to put it out. Our neighbour is at her gate and we grumble ge...
