We All Need A Heart….

… I was treated to this outside solar light heart on Valentines Day, and it’s still shining brightly outside the kitchen window, along with a battered (but lovely) small red wooden phone box, a porcelain blue tit and a stone tortoise. There is no rational connection between these items but all are precious in their own way.

This is a ‘gloaming’ blip. (I was out earlier, socialising with a friend and forgot to take any pictures. Lemon polenta cake was excellent though).

Gloaming.. If one word summed up the Girl Guide movement for me, it would be that one. (Because of the camp fires, which I loved to little mint balls). I don’t recall ‘roamin’ in it, which is the other obvious connection with the word.
Hmmm… I don’t expect many of the songs we sang would be permitted these days.
Sad?