Yesterday I was sorting out my cellar. This is not half so nice as a day spent in the garden as it is grubby, low ceilinged, and not well lit. However, it's a job that has been needing to be done. I need to let go, to clear some space so that I can move on, and it was a day for doing that. It's an ongoing task, I have more stuff than I need and unfortunately I have a tendency to keep things - just in case. One thing I did discover though which is rather sweet is a prettily illustrated copy of the Rubaiyat of Omar Khayyam - by Edward Fitzgerald with illustrations by Willy Pogany. For the time being this book is one to keep, it seems to be saying the right things.