
Recently I’ve been noticing how very satisfying rich colours are. The deep red on our dining room wall. Cobalt blue watercolour, before you start diluting it. In a box of 40 reels of thread, the magenta one. I like them opaque but not muddy. These leaves aren’t quite as good as my mug from the Women’s Tour, but they’re pretty good.
And getting outside, even just for ten minutes around the block. This little patch of trees and grass and path is just there to baffle the noise from the main road, but it’s a habitat for small joys like squirrels, deer, people on bicycles, people not on bicycles, huge and tiny dogs, sparrows, goldfinches, rosehips, hazelnuts, blackberries, bouncy balls, and exuberantly yellow leaves.