Quietly reading the work of my writers’ group before heading for chocolate pudding at the cinema.
Walking on Knocklofty, and reflecting on a day of surprising encounters.
Moving away from my desk and enjoying blackbird song as evening closes in.

Up with the larks, finding myself in my inbox, and thinking about Amor Towles’ A Gentleman in Moscow.
Yesterday’s early music trio Sequenza.
Some very excited frogs, and preparing for an early night so that I am ready for the pre-dawn National Archives discussion, Deadly Doubles.
Crisp, cool and exhilarating, the delights of dawdling, and remembering my mother’s hands.
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Welcome rain and thriving asparagus.

Walking on Knocklofty at the end of the day.

Cycling alongside the rivulet amongst willows and forget-me-nots.
Walking along the rivulet, enjoying the spring, and thinking about Lost Words.