Friday, February 16, 2007

Waterfalls, light and quiet music.

1. As I walk up the hill to Frant Road running water in a tiny gulley beside the pavement falls over clots of leaves and twigs.

2. Coming to the end of work and finding it's still broad daylight.

3. Walking along a residential street and hearing someone playing a saxophone in one of the houses.

Blue glass, hot pink and bergamot.

1. Our taxi driver has a string of blue glass beads hanging by his window. He speaks proudly about his two boys -- one at school with my son...