Our flowers for Christmas are locally grown Narcissi and Anemones. They smell divine and I just love that we can have these so early in the season, grown in Constantine.

Our fabric tree from Poland takes pride of place on our inner door, against the Victorian etched glass.

We walked down in the rain  to buy our newspaper today as there are no deliveries, it being Boxing Day. (Actually, I don’t think any shops should be open on Boxing Day. Two days is not a lot to ask.). The raindrops on the grass on the top of a Cornish hedge were glistening like strings of  jewels.