At singing this morning, I put my bag on the window sill and when I returned there was a fairy (Remember dandelion fairies, magic in childhood?) and the most delicate shadow.
Bees are still enjoying the Drumstick Aliums even though they are nearly over.
I’m sorting again and found some “Writing’ books kept from our children’s early days at school. Here’s a little piece from one of our 5 year olds which made me smile












































