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.

Sparrows, sourdough and hoard.

1. Fluttering on the edge of vision -- a few little brown sparrows touch down in the garden, and then take off again. 2. We suddenly remembe...