Three beautiful things most days.
1. Picking and eating an early blackberry -- sweet and warm from the sun.
2. To sit in the garden watching the day fade out of the sky.
3. Towards the end of the evening, Alec calls to tell us about his day.
1. I know I won't stop thinking about this paper cutting book, so I give in and take it up to the till. 2. The satisfying crunchy sensa...
