1. I have been trying to write about buds on beech trees for weeks now, but I keep getting sidetracked by other beautiful things. However, they look as if they are about to explode any day, so it's now or never. I love them because they look like little furled tan and orange umbrellas reaching out into the air. I love the way the branches shake even when there is only a very little wind.
2. I come into the office to find that someone has found a funky grey rubber pot for my spider plant - up until now it's been sitting in a sugar bowl of a lime green shade that clashes rather with its leaves.
3. The way beetroot and vinegar go well together.
As needed, forgotten cake and syrup.
1. I promised myself I wouldn't moan and grumble about it -- but I do. And as if by magic, a very kind friend produces the required blaz...
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1. An enormous fat bumble bee at work. She is so bulky that she can knock dead blossoms out of the way as she gets right in to the new jasmi...
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1. The shortest night and the longest day. I was up at Wellington Rocks with Anna, Paul and Jason. We couldn't see the sun through the m...
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1. Oli has written a poem describing how Tunbridge Wells makes him veer between wanting to fall in love and wanting to shoot people. Which i...