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'm into week four, and to my surprise, I'm doing triceps dips. Not very well, and I can't manage the whole forty-five second...
