1. I write some beautiful things in the cold electric light, and then go back to bed where it is warm and dark.
2. At the crossing a mother waits with a tiny girl, nappy bulging under her leggings, who wears a large backpack.
3. The road follows the line of the hill, and all the houses have names like Long View and Outlook. Through an open porch door there is a window. The sky beyond squeezes round its red and blue glass centrepiece.
Salt, appointment and looking out.
1. A man from a white van is trundling and scraping a red plastic grit spreader around the car park, which has been an ice rink these last f...
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1. An enormous fat bumble bee at work. She is so bulky that she can knock dead blossoms out of the way as she gets right in to the new jasmi...
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1. The shortest night and the longest day. I was up at Wellington Rocks with Anna, Paul and Jason. We couldn't see the sun through the m...
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1. I promised myself I wouldn't moan and grumble about it -- but I do. And as if by magic, a very kind friend produces the required blaz...