Thursday, May 29, 2025

Moth, progress and coming home.

1. A moth, in a green so pale it glows, is drying its wings on the grass.

2. It wasn't so long ago that this field was soggy and yellowish. Now the grass stands tall as my thighs.

3. The children come home, and we realise that this is what we've been waiting for all afternoon.

Pears, jay bird and guacamole.

1. I took a kilo of disappointing pears out of the fruit bowl and baked them with ginger and dots of butter. Now they are definitely not dis...