
A big turn-out for a climate action rally on a hot, milk-curdling day.

On Knocklofty in search of elusive frogs.

The pleasures of the unexpected and wondering where the lavender bees are.

Venturing into the garden for the last of the afternoon sun.

Exhilarating cold and holding off on the writing to give my arm a chance.

A time-lapse podcast: farewells, markets and bells.
A wild night, a special day, and anticipating an evening of chocolate pudding and writing talk.

Strange weather, managing a walk, looking forward to an early night, and listening to Mary Oliver

A gentle day after an unexpectedly late evening, and now sitting in expectation of a ring at the door.

Consolidating my chapter, brushing through lavender, and collapsing time.