Monday, March 09, 2009

Frogs, the baker and new potatoes.

1. Following up a rumour from Anke we stroll down to a pond on the common to see the frogs doing what frogs do in the spring. One corner of the pond looks as if you could walk across it, the spawn is so thick. The water is dotted with gleaming heads and beady eyes, and we can hear them croaking above the swoosh of the traffic.

2. A smell of baking and some kitchen noises caused by Nick making muffins.

3. Potatoes boiled in their skins.

Poached egg, acer and bramble.

1. Carefully opening my poached egg so the yolk runs on to the toast. 2. The acer tree -- lime green edged with crimson. 3. Bramble shoots, ...