Curly green chrysathemums reside at one end of the sitting room and white at the other.
This afternoon the sky brightens, and the north wind blows fleecy yellow clouds in a southerly direction - a crowd of clouds hurrying across the sky.
Sea urchins, which some people eat raw and others, as a sauce to accompany pasta are, I see, to be farmed in Scotland alongside salmon.
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