This morning, I'm on A Handful of Stones.
1. She is trying to fly a tiny kite, but doesn't know you have to face into the wind. I liked hearing a shout, and seeing that, by chance, she'd got it airborne.
2. Nick is sitting on the doorstep polishing shoes. I like to overhear him talking with our neighbours about the cucumbers I have grown.
3. I send off three tiny stories to a competition, and I feel as if I've achieved something.
Follow Her, no birds and Burns Night.
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