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.

Morning, errands and entertainment.

1. I murmur an acknowledging greeting to a passing bin man. He is a well brought-up African and replies with eye contact and a warm 'Goo...