Status Updates From Celebrations at Thrush Green

I am going to be bereft when I finish this series. So, so good.

“ Perhaps, after all, April was a perfect month. It combined the outdoor joys of spring and the equally enjoyable pleasure of the domestic fireside. Her favourite month was still May, she told herself, but meanwhile she would be very content to take all that April offered.”

“It was a time to relish one’s home. In the dark of the year, when…the long evening stretched ahead, the people of Thrush Green turned to their fires, books, knitting, needlework and, sometimes, television...Domestic comforts became doubly precious: a warm bed, a hot drink, the snugness of curtains shut against the night’s chill, all brought comfort in the dismal days of January.”