If I had to describe myself, I suppose I would say solidly built. Plump calves sit atop thin ankles and child size feet carry me wherever I want to go. I've never had flabby arms - this being the result of keep fit and years of battling with head-strong horses.
My hands are miniature versions of an adults, and Nick can place his palm against mine whilst curling his fingers over my outstretched digits. Often his thumb and forefinger supply a bracelet for my wrist.
My blue of my eyes changes with the seasons - cold and pale on stark winter days and shining like an azure sea in June. Most girls try to hide their freckles but not me, they dot my cheeks adding character to an otherwise plain round face.
There should be more laughter lines around my mouth and eyes...but that's another story.
