Thursday, February 03, 2005

Tweet, la-la-light and listening.

1. A thrush singing in a garden I pass on my way to work. I love thrushes because they sing as it gets dark.

2. Leaving work while it's still light.

3. Unabridged talking books because it's like reading but you can do other stuff at the same time. I'm listening to D. H. Lawrence's Sons and Lovers - a dour tale of a benighted marriage and adored children.

Mist, no charge and well met.

1. Mist the colour of skimmed milk fills the Spa valley, drains and then fills it again. Here, the sky is clear blue all the way to the top....