Sunday, June 29, 2008

Time of day, passing on and the grasses.

1. A morning chat with my little sister on her birthday.

2. I've been Freecycling books, and I get a note from a lady saying that she wishes I could have seen her little girl when she got home from school and discovered the pile of children's books -- apparently she is devouring one or two a day, so new ones are always needed. I'm really glad to have helped out another bookworm.

3. Looking across the long grass on the Common. I love seeing the wind turn the stems like waves on water.

Path, stars and wisteria.

1. The Common has dried out a lot since I was last out. There is a dusty path beaten smooth across the spot that is still rutted and ridged ...