Sunday, August 24, 2008

Hoeing, fox and keys.

1. A very little girl in a pink neck-to-ankle dress has stopped to stare at a man scraping and clattering as he hoes weeds on the edge of the pavement.

2. At noon, in the shadow of the woods, a silent fox runs across my path, his tail straight out behind him.

3. My own key to Nick's flat on a gold heart keyring.

Ready for the tree, better fit and references.

1. While I catch up with the advent candle I begin to clean the sitting room ready for the tree.  2. A smaller embroidery hoop came in the p...