So, we are working on a book together, She and I, and in order to get some time to think about it, off we went for a walk today, over the hills and far away.
I talked to Bella, wise dog, and thought long and hard. The gorse was golden. Ravens chased hawks across blue sky and skylarks called down from way on high. There were bluebells by the badger set. The new foals were everywhere, lounging in warm sunshine. We talked about our book and threw ideas around. The grass is coloured with squil, blue flowers, slightly paler than the bluebells. A first draft is almost written and next week we will take it to a publisher. In the meantime, we just sit and look at the view.