Through a concertina stream of consciousness, I discover a secret farm shop, cooking delights and lockdown gardening. The magical planting of seeds transports me from my cozy vegetable patch to the vast temples of Angkor.

Spring has come and gone and in the middle was Cambodian New Year or Choul Chnam Thmey. This year, I was lucky enough to take part in an event to highlight this special time of year for those who celebrate the Buddhist New Year in Southeast Asia.

I love that period between Christmas and New Year. The in-between-ness of it. A little floaty place where your mind is a bicycle cloud descending a gentle slope towards the years end. This last place of 2020 felt even more floaty to me as there wasn't the usual travel and bustle involved in seeing friends and family and planning last minute gifts, wrapping and packing.