Three beautiful things:
1. A walk in the New Forest across rugged moorland beneath a clear blue sky reminds us of our honeymoon.
2. Friends from Edinburgh come to visit with their gorgeous little girl. We have trips to the park and lots of fizz. Our boy watches their girl’s every move, perhaps trying to figure out just how she does it.
2. My first mothering Sunday as a card-carrying mama. A potted tulip, a handmade card and a poem with hand prints from my boy (courtesy of his nursery), and a bottle of champagne and posh truffles from his Papa, make me one happy lady.