A long and lovely walk on Knocklofty, loose construing and stopping to admire a flower here and there.
Sitting by a fountain before heading off for the premiere of ‘Campaign’.
Reflecting on the week as I walk to the market after a restorative night’s sleep.
Sitting quietly with a cup of tea before making the house presentable for the Writers’Cave.
Walking with you on Knocklofty as the day warms up and I contemplate moling into late autumn.
A day of writing on a beautiful spring day an conemplating the loss of a dear friend.
A morning at the Art School library, an afternoon finishing my homework and a bracing walk on Knocklofty.