Wednesday, June 13, 2007

Dribble, water and not alone.

1. He-Who-Shall-Not-Be-Named lifts his teething nephew up high and gets dribble down the back of his neck.

2. Cool stream water in my sandals on a hot day.

3. When everything else is dark and quiet, when of all the windows I can see, only mine is lit, I get a text message from PaulV. Somewhere on the other side of town, he too is wakeful.

4 comments:

  1. Auntie's cakes are so detailed as are your 3's .we saturate it all and you bring us such pleasure across the ocean sk

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  2. I've just discover this blog. Its very interesting. I love it. Very creative idea.

    As to number one on this post...
    Is this a spoiler from The seventh Harry Potter book, Deathly Hallows?

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  3. A cup of tea.

    A biscuit to dunk.

    Birds in the birdbath to watch.

    Bliss.

    :@}

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  4. Miss Murder -- ha ha, no it's not. One of my colleagues doesn't like his name going in 3BT, so I try to respect his wishes by using a pseudonym.

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