12th May 2012 Saturday
The best bath ever is the one you sink into after a whole day in your garden, pruning and lopping and weeding and planting.... especially in the company of a wonderful woman garden mentor..... when the hot water stings the stratches on your arms and you realise your nose is sunburnt....and you know there is a pot of savoury rice on the stove for suppper, all sticky with leeks and mushrooms, pink speckled with the stems of ruby chard..... your husband brings you a glass of cold white wine..... you feel your stiff back dissolving in the scented steam......and you don’t think about what if?.......for at least an hour.....
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