Small Stones (1)

Mindful somehow implies lyrical. But this is what came along for my first  #smallstones Biding her Time The ‘lovely Amaryllis’ sits squat and mutinous in her plastic pot. After the indignity of the journey she expected warmth, comfort, hospitality at least! But this window-sill is draughty, the watery daylight no substitute for sun. Her bare … Continue reading Small Stones (1)