(L standing on her tippy toes reaching up to her play kitchen today)
The children are in bed and I am sitting cosily inside in the bay window. The garden room door is wide open and I'm listening to the late summer rain pouring down, the rain drops steadily pattering against the window pane.
We meant to sow the seeds for the green manure this evening, but instead we will stay indoors and bake some plum crumble with fruit we picked from the garden this afternoon.
