I just discovered that my camera can take black and white photos, and I never realised before. I took a few monochrome pictures of the children playing in the garden. It's fairly unkempt and hardly ever warm or dry enough to play in these days. There's an expansive wild bit down the end of the garden, overgrown with periwinkle and nasturtium, and the kids quite enjoy wading through the plants when they have their gumboots on. There's something about a dark winter garden that reminds me of being small and free.