Earth at Work

What I loved about this spring day (yes, she’s here, spring is finally here):

Putting bed linen out on the line to dry for the first time since, er, October, and leaving the sun and wind do their work.

Making lemon cupcakes with two twelve-year-olds and realising that it doesn’t matter if the icing isn’t perfectly smooth, or that the sponge didn’t rise as much as  it ought to have done. Together, butter, sugar and flour will taste good no matter what you do to them.

This year’s first tulips.

At the end of the day, a man leaning out of a top floor window and having a fag.

Hearing a delivery man wish a customer well with her pregnancy.

The deep-plum leaves of a prunus against a sage-green wall.

To the west, the sun setting over a hundred chimney tops, which made me think of this: