1. After yoga, the mums-to-be talk. It's not just me.
2. September lunch in the garden: jumper on, jumper off, jumper on, jumper off.
3. The light passes through the cherries baked into my biscuits and marks red splots on the worksurface.
Stored, share and collecting.
1. When I turn out a pot, I find fat worms writhing in the soil, and a bright gold centipede, and a handful of bulbs waiting for next year. ...
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1. Stirring the brewing coffee to break the floating crust and bring up the crema. 2. We have donuts to give the children at teatime. 3. Th...
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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...