These plants (mustard flowers?) are growing along the road where we walk home from school. I love their outrageous yellowness. So I embroidered them, marching around on this stripy linen.
I came across this today. Doesn't it look like the most amazing place to lie down and escape your normal life? I think so, anyway.
Do you want to be a writer? I liked this link: Writers with writing advice written on their hands. But of course.