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. After a night of long rain, the common gently steams. 2. The air seems very cold on my skin after the run of heatwave days; but walking a...
