Three Beautiful Things

Erin has an inspirational blog over at Treasures Found . She blogs about her creative journey in jewellery making. I'm always fascinated by other people's creative experiences. I sometimes forget that writers aren't the only ones who suffer from doubts and fears. Anyway, Erin mentioned 3BT yesterday in her 'check it out' feature, which was very kind of her; and her jewellery is gorgeous. And Tru commented recently -- she has a new 3BT blog, which I'm putting on the Roll of Honour. It's Please Remind Me to Remind Myself . 1. Blackened rosehips wear twisted sepal crowns. Dying heads full of dreams for the future. 2. A pan of roasted vegetables, caramel brown crisps on orange carrots, red onions, potatoes and parsnips. 3. Wrapping up in a fleece blanket after a bath.

1. He excuses turning his clients to face the room rather than the view because, being a close-up worker, he needs to stretch his eyes occasionally. And, he adds 'I'm here all day and you're not.' 2. I'm almost afraid of the way my inky crow has come to life. 3. 'I ate that plate of leftover cottage pie you left on the table. I'm sorry, and it was delicious. We're having that again.'

Lauren over at All the Good Blog Names were Taken has been working on a paper adventure, creating collages inspired by a set of phrases. The latest topic was 'gratitude', and she talked about her 3BT work. Tim at Heropress has nominated me for a Premio Dardo -- which apparently recognises unique voices on the net. I'm passing it on to Inspiral Daze for her haiku and photographs. 1. A large chocolate chip cookie. 2. A dusting of red paprika on my scrambled eggs. 3. An archaeologist working on a mesolithic site under the North Sea describes how lobsters kick up finds from the peat of our own Atlantis buried under the sea bed.

1. The sunrise is the crimson of a caution. 2. A wren holds up its stubby tail. 3. The sun shines russet brown through the wing tips of a bird flying out of our path.

1. The chilli in his sweat burns my fingertips. 2. Weeping birch with a silver water drop on every twig tip and fork. 3. A blue sprite of exhaust chases the car up the road.

1. The flavour of the cinnamon that infused our hot chocolate milk wriggles its way to the top. 2. We have no need to go out, so it's no concern of ours if the wind roars around the walls and the rain soaks the world drop by drop. 3. It is late and silent, except for me tapping at the keyboard.

To Den -- I've posted some sewing pictures here and here . Larkspur nominated me for a Superior Scribbler Award. For great writing, you should check out Fiona Robyn's A Small Stone and get some reading recommendations from Tania Hershman's The Short Review , or from The Fix . 1. I love to hear James' mother describing us all as teenagers -- she tells Nick that I was 'one of the ones that looked me in the eye and responded to my greeting' instead of scurrying through the kitchen with my head down. 2. A s-shaped scar on the top of his head has changed his life. 3. The head waiter's tail coat is buttoned over the curve of his belly.