Three beautiful things most days.
1. At the door, unexpected, a pleasant familiar voice.
2. There's a mango in the fruitbowl, larger than three fists, dimpled like a fat lady's thigh.
3. A few scented sweetpeas in evening dress colours, stems wrapped in damp paper.
1. Fluttering on the edge of vision -- a few little brown sparrows touch down in the garden, and then take off again. 2. We suddenly remembe...
