Wondering what to bake – oh the sweet, gooey possibilities
Direction with my writing – hurray, it feels like I have caught the train which for years I have chased after in my dreams, trying to jump on board and always missing it.
Our garden – full of roses – apricot, yellow and a hundred different pints, tumbling orange nasturtiums, scented sweet peas, honeysuckle and montbretia just about to come into full blaze
Books – coming almost daily from Amazon, intellectual mama-crack!
Picnics for lunch every day this week.
Anticipation of a camping party with friends in our garden this evening – sausages and marshmallows on the campfire circle.
Our first caterpillar becoming a butterfly- and it’s lime green! Two more twitching chrysalises to go
The wonder of circus – which makes me a child again too – marvelling at the magic and beauty of life, the skill of these superhuman beings.