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.

Novel, coming back and ready for December.

1. In the early hours, I'm awake, all alone -- but I've got a new novel on my library app: a fenland gothic Saxon mystery called Mer...