1. Tea from a large blue willow pattern pot.
2. We stop to look at a dead moth, luminous grey on the dark shaded leaf litter, weightless as a shadow on my hand.
3. The smell of campfire smoke in Bettany's hair.
1. I've been sneaking off to read Bookshops and Bonedust by Travis Baldree. It is very pleasant to disappear for a short time into a sk...