It is a clear day, the sky milky coloured with wisps of feathery cloud. The sun is still low and casts long shadows across the dry ground. When finally we reach the fields themselves, the thing that is most apparent, after the thunder of the city, is the silence. We begin the walk ...
The little one I bought for my daughter has wings, a new addition, and more designs on its body but the colours have stayed the same. I have to say baby gal hasn’t taken too much of an interest yet but I’m working on it. Christmas morning for her was all about how much chocola...