May Day
I forgot – for the 64th year running – to go out into the garden at dawn and bathe my face in dew, so it’s lucky I’m already so gorgeous, and don’t really need the help. On the other hand … Continued
Threatening
I was out in the garden at lunch time, happily listening to the chiffchaff – back in the sycamore tree – going: Chiff chaff chiff chaff chiff chaff chiffy chiffy chiffy chaff chaff or sometimes, for variation, Chiff chaff chiff … Continued
