Monday, November 25, 2024

Under this roof, saffron and raspberry puree.

1. To hear the wind striking the house broadside but I know I am safe within these walls.

2. Opening the jar of saffron -- the new shoes scent.

3. Raspberry puree drips through a sieve. I can wait: supper is a long way off.

Friendly, strayed and cedar.

1. In the small hours, when I can't get back to sleep, there's a friendly, familiar Terry Pratchett book waiting on my phone. 2. We ...