Three beautiful things most days.
1. On a hot afternoon to have a chat and a catch-up in the shade.
2. To stare up at the places where the edges of an oak tree's canopy meet the sky.
3. Alec rides a little ahead of us down the path in shadow splashed and speckled with with sunlight.
1. I know I won't stop thinking about this paper cutting book, so I give in and take it up to the till. 2. The satisfying crunchy sensa...
