Three beautiful things most days.
1. The reflection of a flying bird on a wet slate roof.
2. The weight of rain turns the silvery sides of leaves uppermost.
3. Once, a while ago, someone planted wallflowers along the hedge bottom on this road.
1. There are drifts of mauve heather blossom here and there on the common where the trees have been cleared to open up heathland. 2. I rathe...
