Elle aime; elle n’aime pas.
Earthenwitch likes:
:: bare feet on warm grass, the smell of ground coffee, her daughter’s hands in her hair, crunchy towels, trays of blackberries laid out to freeze, bags of soup frozen into individual portions, getting parcels through the post, sending presents to distant friends, the sound of rain bouncing off the lane, mushrooms chopped in quarters (stalk and all), early mornings with mist on fields, the smell of camping, thin-nibbed black pens, sticking her hand in bags of corn, the sound of the washing machine in the evening,
Earthenwitch dislikes:
:: pegs which don’t, the smell of dust, subtitles which tell a different truth, receipts, fluorescent lighting, coffee pots which let grounds through, baby books which tell no story, soap, verbose recipes, letters beginning ‘Dear Firstname Secondname’, boiled potatoes, underlined signatures, books with upside-down spines, read receipts, mobile phones which do anything except make a ringing noise, dusty plants, that substance which collects behind the tap.
And you?