Saturday, March 21, 2009

Exercise, gas tower afternoon and school's out.

1. Walking to work on a cool bright day and arriving warm and loose-muscled.

2. I like seeing the gas tower sunk down in its lattice of girders, with the bright white sky behind.

3. A tight ring of teenagers crouches in the grass like a black mushroom. A malfunctioning lighter makes one of them leap up yelping.

Mist, no charge and well met.

1. Mist the colour of skimmed milk fills the Spa valley, drains and then fills it again. Here, the sky is clear blue all the way to the top....