Wednesday, February 06, 2008

Amphibian, raked and blue water.

1. When I am raking moss out of a wildflower meadow, a frog hops into the ditch.

2. Looking back over the scarified ground and seeing rolls of debris like waves on the sea.

3. Clive shows us a blue lagoon at the back of the quarry. The roof of a working has collapsed, cutting a water filled cave off from the rest of the lake.

Awake, potato cake and done.

1. To wake of my own accord in the dark not long before the alarm. 2. Nick's potato cake today is a thing of beauty -- warm inside, with...