Tuesday, February 17, 2009

Bare hands, traffic and cake.

1. For the first time this year, I'm not wearing gloves outside. Holding Nick's naked hand is strange and new.

2. The traffic is backed up in both directions past work, and all the way into town. I like the feeling of knowing something somewhere is up, but not knowing quite what.

3. Nick reports that the cricket commentators on Five Live are happy because someone brought them in a cake.

Shower, sparrow and night before bin day.

1. The rain comes down in rushing spate, drowning downpipes and running in fans over the asphalt. Next time I look up, the sun is out, water...