Wednesday, June 25, 2008

Great work, bracken and to ourselves.

1. We have been sitting in the sun stuffing envelopes. I can hear a clipping noise, but cannot see anyone. Once the envelopes are stuffed, Elizabeth says: 'Come and see the great work.' She leads me under the low branches of a shrub to the top of the wall that drops into the garden behind. Christopher is balanced on a trestle trimming the hedge.

2. The Common paths are newly cut and there is a smell of drying bracken.

3. Being in the cinema with only a few people.

Coffee, right there and advent calendar.

1. The coffee this morning is very tasty. There is no particular reason that we can discern. Perhaps we were just ready for it, and our bisc...