Holly Bush on the Malvern Hills, Worcestershire
I just had to get out.
Been busy decorating the top landing five doors and impossibly high ceiling, tried to bring back some colours from Australia.
Crime fiction novel entitled For No Apparent Reason completed. I’m happy I can write 90,000 words; now for editing! Synopsis written. Get it out there.
Lots of ideas. Short Stories submitted.
Daffodils and lambs are out; they don’t wait for the weather.
I watched a female black bird collecting twigs for her nest in the bitter cold and I’m in awe that she can make such a perfectly formed object with no hands…