Today we went to Craigieburn Garden & Nursery for a bit of light wandering and a delicious lunch.
|Ham and asparagus quiche.|
|Vista with prayer flags.|
|Lenten rose. I love these.|
|Lichen in the grass, growing, Dave tells me, on a tree root.|
|Chocolate cake that was so good I continued to stuff it down when I was in danger of popping.|
So far writing is limited to jotting down notes in my journal. This I mostly do in the mornings while still in bed, and it's jolly nice. I had vaguely wondered if I'd ever write again because it's been months – at least six, probably nine – since I've been able to, or wanted to, really. But now ideas are filtering in and growing, and the urge to write is back. Must be all this stimulation.
*Thanks to Constance Muller's father for this thesis.