Love language

Here's a banquet of beauty that has been brought to my door by people over the last couple of months who want to tell me they love me in the rough times. I like photographing flowers almost as much as I like having them on my table, and think a few waifs and strays in small vases are always worth looking after.

This is life

I played the game and won the other day.

We were recently at a delightful park just up the road from our house, and, gazing at the stream in early summer, I decided we needed to do something with that stream. Get in there and get the most out of it. Out of life. So on a sunny new year day, happily joined by friends, we went paddling.