It’s been damp but warm – a little like being out in a jungle. The cicadas singing added a raw quality to our basset walk today. Things are lush in the bush but not perfect. I love the way that things are thriving and dying. Renewing and growing. ... The first thing I was taught to cook at school was Shortbread. I remember how mine made a wonderful frizzbee when it was finished it was so hard but beautifully shaped. That experience has always made me slightly reluctant to repeat the experience. I tend to... 