Tuesday, April 22, 2008

The garden, mystery greens and still light.

1. Tiny soft leaves are pushing out of the earth in the salad box on my balcony. I'm looking forward to cut-and-come-again greenery later this month.


2. Marsh samphire for its bright glassy green.


3. The nights are drawing out, so I hurry to script writing in daylight, taking a short cut across the park.

Squeal, snowdrops and crocuses.

1. In the café where I've been waiting, a high-pitched mechanical sound has been bothering me sporadically. One of the three plasterers ...