Sunday, September 24, 2006

Misty moisty, swish and domestic.

1. Waking up to a strange and misty morning. It makes people going about their Saturday morning tasks look mysterious and full of stories.

2. Trying on my bridesmaid dress so it can altered. I love walking up and down and feeling and hearing the skirts swishing.

3. Coming home and finding supper ready to go because Katie has done the potatoes and got the pan hot ready for my lamb noisette.

Bud vase, tomato and the poem I needed to hear.

1. Among the faded cut daffodils that I'm putting on the compost heap there is one that will do for another day in a bud vase. 2. For th...