Three beautiful things most days.
1. My walks are turning into runs.
2. A wiry orange dog with a whiskery face glances at my as a I pass.
3. Bettany and I eat supper on a sheltered terrace with the river slipping by below us and the rain falling outside.
1. He sees that I'm carrying a large and tasty mushroom that I have found on the common, and I see that he sees, and we both smile. 2. W...
