A herd of deer.
Woodlands and a stream. Obviously I put my hands in it.
The bizarrely huge landscape of corn fields. It felt almost Mongolian.
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Being in the beautiful tiny wood, with all the birdsong and flowers and sunlight falling down through the trees.
Finishing my first basket.
A spider plant baby from Sally.
Walking through the other part of the park on the way home and seeing all the snow drops.
The beautiful smell of walking through the bit of woods.
Booked flights to Italy for next weekend!
A walk in the woods. With the sun shining and on the look out for deer.
Waitrose bread and Président butter for an in car picnic lunch before the train back to London.
Hot cross buns.
The sunlight shining through the bathroom mist this morning.
Green green leaves above the buses on the Strand.
Walking through a new bit of the woods on the walk back home.
Three little things 