Three beautiful things most days.
1. A coffee, a brownie and a structural edit loaded on to my Kindle.
2. Passing a greengrocer. Victoria plums AND Kentish cobnuts.
3. We come to the station just as my mother's train pulls in.
1. A single pink primrose flower among the pale yellows lighting up the under hedge. 2. We eat brownie in tiny pieces soaked with juice from...
