White

A beautiful afternoon as I walked in to Berwick after work, and the sun was shining on these white crocuses. The grassy bank on the edge the business park was covered with them, and looked fabulous.

A rather strange evening! MrM was contacted recently by an old friend and musician whom he hadn't seen for some years; he and his wife have moved to Northumberland. This evening they came for a meal and, afterwards, while MrM and M played guitar, I chatted with D. One of those disconcerting (and, thankfully, very rare ) occasions when two women discover that they have absolutely nothing very little in common...