In a blog, onestepatatime-sara.blogspot.com, Sara has the brilliant idea of photographing her feet and several pairs of footwear in separate pictures. The result is an unusual but fascinating self-portrait. Today I go back to it for a second look, and note a pair of black slippers identical with a pair I have had for some years.
In the WI Market, there are bunches of snowdrops. Each is complete with roots and balls of earth, and is contained in a small plastic bag. I carry the snowdrops home through the snow.
The melting snow has left a series puddles on the narrow paths in the Grove. The low sun catches these and turns them into a series of mirrors, gleaming stepping-stones along the uneven tarmac.