Small pleasures

We feel full of small pleasures here at the moment.

Sleeping in the shed with the goats. Sky abandoned the idea once the shadows on the walls and the night noises began but Ruby and D. stuck at it, even with Gigi and Dawa scuffling around their heads all night.
At last a teapot of tea to share with friends, picked up for a song.
It's the shape I love.


Sowing seeds with my girls in their sweet clay pots.

Oh Spring, let me count the ways I love thee.