Consolation

My antidote in times of crisis: the consolation to be found in nature which I offer up to everyone this morning. Blue lupines, wild garlic and hyssop, asparagus and wonderful fresh air.

Translating Sky

Sometimes life is this simple. You get up at 6am, you walk into the kitchen to put the kettle on. It’s cold and you leave the light switched off; you know where the kettle is. And you look out the window and there it is: a sky shot through with pink, a single bird perched on a bare branch, waiting to lift up into the air.