Friday, July 17, 2009

Fill, muffins and the night rain.

1. I like to hold the long spout of my watering-can and dip it in the rainwater barrel.

2. He calls me into the kitchen. He wants me to see the tray of chocolate muffins he has made for me.

3. After the flat has been put to bed, I get up, draw back the curtain and unlock the door to look at the rain falling outside.

Eggshell, turkey oak and grateful.

1. Smacking a hardboiled egg to break the shell. 2. Pale green leaves on the huge oak tree at the corner of The Grove. 3. There is nothing q...