
A strange warm windy day and thinking about touch.

Thinking about Hay , listening to Michael Wood, and remembering what it is like to be passionately engaged with historical understanding.
Taking you on a bicycle ride through the trees.

A first venture into a cafe, muddling days and a walk at dusk under a new moon.

Bumping down the road with a puncture.

Finnegan’s Wake and a letter from France.

A beautiful day, a cycle ride over Remembrance Bridge and celebrating the United Nations Day of Tea.

Night walk, neighbourliness and a parcel of books.

Noticing sounds intensifying, and thinking about marigold days.

Signs of children in the playing fields again as some restrictions are lifted.