Three beautiful things most days.
1. To pull the bay leaves out of the mince we are having for supper tonight.
2. I am promised a finder's fee for some snippets of news I've discovered.
3. At last we catch the slug that has been leaving silvery trails on the kitchen mat.
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 ...
