1. Coming down the cobbles, I step over a black and yellow striped snail. I take it with me up to the common where there should be more soft green plants, and more decaying leaves for it to live among.
2. Alkanet plants on the common -- under the bristly leaves a single eye-blue flower.
3. We've had some days of soft, mild weather. But at lunchtime, the light changed as the sky clouded over. Now I look up to the window in response to a soft rushing sound -- icy pellets of sleet are rolling down the slates. March weather is never quite what you expected.
