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. The Common has dried out a lot since I was last out. There is a dusty path beaten smooth across the spot that is still rutted and ridged ...
