The seedlings have grown enormously. Especially the courgettes.
The busy bird activity outside my window this morning – blackbirds and blue tits all diving into and out of the ivy.
The fox on the path.
Weaving my basket and thinking about my therapy.
The gentle wood smoke smell in my bedroom.
My pack of Sugru arrived! Which means we’ve finally fixed my hot water bottle, earphones, toothbrush holder and his shoes.
Going to the cinema in the afternoon when I should have been working. And eating a cinnamon pretzel. Yum.
Watching my Scottish boyfriend stab his haggis and mutter the Ode to a Haggis.
Three little things 