Sunday, May 10, 2009
One beautiful fuschia flower wrapped like a present in a crumpled napkin in G's sweaty open fist :-)
One delicious fresh walk in the hills around Hawthorndene with mum, sister, daughter.... breathing in the fresh air. Wild quince trees, rosehips, olive trees, blackberries, bmx tracks, walnut trees; a forest just like the Enchanted Forest would have been.
Things so clear and lucid and abundant- cue flock of birds flies past; cue perfect tiny nest in a tree with gold lichen; cue pure white horse galloping in slow motion- what? ......S and I both thinking someone must have spiked the scones.
Posted by Amy Prior at 8:46 PM