It's the little things I love. Like these fresh purple beans that were brought to me at my exhibition last Saturday from two of my Edinburgh patrons and fellow blippers, Meles and DaveH.

A handful grown and picked from their allotment. These beans were forgotten, remembered and a second bus journey was then taken so that I could have them. Their kindness speaks volumes. So beautiful.

Thank you.

* memory notation: today I spent the day cleaning up and packing up my studio. It was emotional to say the least but slightly peaceful too. No music while I worked just contemplation.