Monday, 17 October 2011


"The dew glistened on the grass like millions of diamonds..." D.E. Stevenson Miss Buncle's Book

Walking on the grass this weekend the dew really did glisten. I am loving, and quietly coveting, all the sequins being showered in front of my eyes this autumn.

toast dew


  1. Nothing nicer than looking back across a field and seeing your footprints darkly shaded against the rest of the grass.
    Yep, twitter addiction slowly growing!

  2. Tonia Alas no fields in South London so must make do with a garden. Looking forward to more twitter chat.


Ooh how lovely more stripes on the page...
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