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.

Monday, 24 April 2017

Pink Snow

For two or three days each year the local flowering cherry tree looks a picture, before the wind strips the blossom and produces pink snowdrifts that the rain then turns to grey mush; today saw that first transition with pink flakes drifting colourfully to earth.

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