Thursday, March 20, 2008

Beautiful day, captive cloud and tiny chocs.

1. I am woken by Katie telling me it's a beautiful day.

2. The coffee pot is warmed and a captive cloud of steam is sitting in the bottom, making it look like a beaker from a mad scientist's lair.

3. Emily brings a box of tiny chocolates, and a packet of custard creams to eat with our tea.

Among the clouds, cobwebs and umbel.

1. I'm dipping in and out of foggy pockets. One moment, the world is grey and secretive between layers of mist; the next it's sunshi...