Josh about to jump onto the settee even though he knows it’s against the rules
The view we shared with a pigeon at our breakfast table in fabulous VeniceOur favourite view of Blakeney Quay in NorfolkI love the wild East Coast seaJosh enjoying his garden
...this peach fills my mouth with juicy sun...
...How fat and sweet you are weighing down my palm,warm as the flank of a cow in the sun.You are the savour of summer in a thin red skin...
I was sure that there were lots of writers out there who could tell me about beautiful, positive pieces of descriptive writing so I put out a plea on Twitter and below are two extracts that paint pictures in other people’s minds.
Had I the heavens' embroidered cloths,Enwrought with golden and silver light,The blue and the dim and the dark clothsOf night and light and the half-light,I would spread the cloths under your feet:But I, being poor, have only my dreams;I have spread my dreams under your feet,Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.
“I wish that you were my sister. I'd teach you to have some confidence in yourself. The different people are not like other people, but being different is nothing to be ashamed of. Because other people are not such wonderful people. They're one hundred times one thousand. You're one times one! They walk all over the earth. You just stay here. They're common as - weeds, -but - you - well, you're - Blue Roses!”“But blue is wrong for - roses...”“It's right for you !”