Sunday, April 12, 2009

Gorse, game of shadows and purple gaze.

1. The gorse in glorious cadmium yellow flower toasts in the sun smelling of coconut biscuits.

2. I like to hear Nick planning how he would deploy forces if he was playing a wargame across a landscape.

2.5. We are enticed from our route by a sign that says 'Permissive Path to Shop'. It leads through a squeaky metal gate decorated with a cut-out foxglove and round the edge of a field of black bullocks. The field lush green, but the path is as studded with daisies as the Milky Way is with stars.

3. A few violets fix us with a piercing indigo gaze from the bank under the hedge.

Heather, portfolio and expand.

1. There are drifts of mauve heather blossom here and there on the common where the trees have been cleared to open up heathland. 2. I rathe...