Wednesday, April 04, 2007

Light, treasure and distance.

1. Having a morning bath in a bathroom with a window.

2. Making Rosey go into a cave, even though it 'smells of wee', just happening to have a torch in my bag, and finding a geocache.

3. Leaning on the rail of the ferry I watch Rosey getting smaller and smaller as she walks back to her Landrover. When she is the size of my top little finger joint, she turns round and waves at me.


  1. Just hopped over from 'creativity' and saw 'geocache' on your blog! I also go in search of geocaching, isn't it great fun!

    Great blog!

  2. I'm not sure Rosey shrinking into oblivion is a beautiful thing, if I was her I'd prefer it to be beautiful to grow from almost nothing into me! She might think you wanted to get away!


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