Three beautiful things most days.
1. On the breakfast table is the essay Alec was fretting about last night -- printed and ready to hand in.
2. From a garden the scent of azalea.
3. Half-heard through the open window while I'm deep at work, the call of a swift.
1. I am intrigued by an article in The Guardian about psychic phone lines, and then by the author's upcoming thriller about a toxic lif...
