Three beautiful things most days.
1. Where the grass has worn away, purple self-heal flowers have filled the space.
2. We spend a while watching swans and their six grey cygnets upending themselves in the lake.
3. Through the fine rain, the silver/green flicker of willow leaves.
1. When I turn out a pot, I find fat worms writhing in the soil, and a bright gold centipede, and a handful of bulbs waiting for next year. ...
