Friday, June 06, 2008

Red on bread, halva and dark path.

1. Putting squishy sliced tomatoes from last night's salad into my sandwich.

2. Cutting a slice of sesame halva -- I love the flaky crystalised texture.

3. Now that everything is in full leaf, the Common paths are dark and cool and secretive -- a relief from the bright look-at-me look-at-me street.

Hoarders, flowers and technology.

1. In a low voice he reels off the names of the muscles where I have been hoarding all this tension. 2. He comes home with posies of flowers...