I left the machine unattended for a few minutes and had a pleasant surprise. The computer's 'innards' prompt it on these occasions to bring up the photos we have stored.
There were the wigwams of runner beans, the dessert grapes photographed in close up by my husband on an antique glass dish against the backdrop of our net curtains (the picture is better than this rudimentary description), the sweetcorn from 2011, the laden damson branches from the same year, the apple trees covered with snow, and then with fruit.
Happy memories in a season when it is too wet to do anything other than gather leeks and spinach and dig a few artichoke tubers.
How our thoughts will loop round when left to idle. I hope that your recollections this Christmas season are happy ones. May you set your mind on those that bring joy.
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