Apres le parapluie. Doesn’t make any sense, really, but saying it convinces me I can speak fluently and effortlessly , and it sums up an Autumn morning after overnight rain.
A walk along the river full of sparkling rain drops falling off leaves and twigs, and the flash of iridescence from the passing kingfisher.
You know when it’s a good morning’s work when it takes the rest of the…
Or Courgette, a round variety which escaped the polytunnel and prospered in the donkey poo…
If there is food around. The photogenic one. The one which likes a head scratch.…
Substitute drizzle for rain. Insert “days” for day. Call it floated rather than came with…
The mythological bird called the Phoenix was consumed by flames and was reborn [again] (Google…