1. The rain has barely stopped when the sun comes out. The lime tree over the road sparkles as if hung with thousands of jewels and the wet branches gleam as if they have been polished.
2. Seeing the reflections of the stones in my green dragon fly brooch dancing on the walls.
3. I have a fleece underblanket now, so instead when I get into bed on a cold night, the matress doesn't swallow all my warmth.
Wet Sunday, resting and re-do.
1. We wake to the sound of heavy rain -- just right for a simple Sunday. 2. I put my dough in a bowl to rest, and take a quiet half-hour mys...
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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. 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...