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.

White grapes, gothic novel and predictions.

1. This week's grapes are particularly good -- a little hard so they burst well, and then both sweet and sharp.  2. Before Nick comes up...