Three beautiful things most days.
1. The soft racket of the news stories about the nation mourning the Queen.
2. The postman hands me a rigid envelope. Certificate?
3. I threw a frozen lump of elderflower syrup into the pan of fruit. Over ice cream, it tastes of early summer.
1. The vacuum cleaner lifts the dust and shines the surface of the floor. 2. The tacky circular sound that happens when I peel off a generou...
