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.
Reading a fortnight of 3BT in a single sitting is a delight. It fills the imagination with a procession of polished images. Thank you.
ReplyDeleteMy niece had a little kite the other day... clearly broken & would never fly. So fun to see her try and try and try again... finally asking me why the kite would not fly.
ReplyDeleteI like the way two of these have tiny somethings in them, and the other (#2) has tiny somethings that are intent on growing fast!
ReplyDeleteOhhhh, tiny and little and small are a bad habit of mine. I have to watch them, or they get into everything.
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