Three beautiful things most days.
1. At coffee time we go over what Nick is making for supper, and I pick the herbs from the garden and locate the spices he needs.
2. Slipping the skin off a cooked beetroot.
3. Beside me, Bettany is snipping something from a magazine.
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 ...
