Introduction


Can each day be headlined by a word (or two) and represented by a single sentence?

Will they, in turn, weave together to form a tapestry of the year?

It may be more mundane than momentous, but it’s mine to share.

Sunday, 13 March 2016

First Cut

Another spring–themed day, this one spent in the back garden, with my wife tidying up the borders as I completed the first mow of the grass, transforming it from an unkempt patch to something resembling a lawn; however one corner did remain untouched as only after cleaning and putting away the mower did I remember that at one point I had mowed round my other half, as she weeded away unwilling to relinquish her position.
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