Three beautiful things most days.
1. I open the curtains in time to catch the smudge of pink across the sky to the south west.
2. To throw some birdseed out of the back door.
3. On a rainy afternoon to get the call that an outdoor activity has been cancelled.
1. I'm into week four, and to my surprise, I'm doing triceps dips. Not very well, and I can't manage the whole forty-five second...
