Seeing zebras at Fred’s nursery.
Cuddles with him on the sofa.
Walking into the village and seeing a kingfisher, a heron and a water vole.
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The heron at Camley Street.
Shopping in Waitrose.
Chatting to Louise and Alison more
An outdoor shower.
Spotting deer and herons.
Quiet talking around the campfire
I saw a heron at the park after work. And watched the big cygnets swim into the green algae, one after another.
Doing some sewing of vulvas. I haven’t done any in a long while.
Silly conversations with Jonny in the evening before bed.
Walking along the River Lee, spotting two herons and eating blackberries.
My Vulva Gallery book arrived. It’s wonderful.
Dinner with Jonny and Dom, talking about drinking wee and living in caves.
Hash browns for breakfast.
Two new plants.
A heron in the rain at the wetlands.
Oatly custard.
The ladies pond. Oh it was so lovely. Swimming next to ducklings and with herons swooping along next to us. Getting over my fear. Being in a women only space. Sunbathing with my boobs out. It was perfect.
Sunbathing in the park with Jonny followed by showing him the delicious organic shop. And just spending time with him like normal.
Doing the puzzle and listening to the radio with Jonny in the evening. Everything felt relaxed and lovely. Exactly how a Sunday should feel. Even if Claudia didn’t read out our boring message.
The beautiful Fam Camp campsite, with three lakes, amazing wooden huts and all the sun.
Cousin Sophie.
Going to buy a camping heron with Ben.
Getting our vaccinations, looking at bags and being one step closer to going away
Walking throughout the gorgeous St James’ Park in the brilliant sunshine, looking out on the sparkling water, the colourful blossom and the abundance of birds – herons, pelicans, geese and fluffy baby geese.
The first BBQ of the year. Hello halloumi
Three little things 