Monday, March 31, 2008

Like a queen, what is that cat doing and poplar trees.

1. Breakfast is brought to me in bed, and a soft blue fleece blanket draped around my shoulders. I feel like a queen.

2. Standing at Nick's kitchen sink, I look up and see a fat black and white cat stepping across the courtyard. It has a yellow and green daffodil leaf in its mouth.

3. The smell of poplar trees after the rain.

Arrival, left over from Sunday and lamp light.

1. Some new baby news lifts the morning. 2. For lunch there is ramen with leftover leeks and squash, shreds of pork and shards of deep orang...