Tuesday, March 25, 2025

Gorse, vacuuming and sprinkles.

1. Gorse is always in flower, as everyone who lives near heathland knows, but this week, on the sunny side at least, it's changing from green spiny thickets with the odd blossom to a grand show of solid yellow.

2. The way the dust and flick disappear into the vacuum cleaner.

3. On a whim, I drop bright coloured hundreds and thousands into his bowl of custard.

Cep, what next and yellow spine.

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...