Thursday, July 23, 2009

Task, shake off the dust and chard.

1. Sitting on the floor, polar thriller on the radio, and filling my hands with the mindless task of loading a thread holder with 38 hanks of floss in beautiful subtle colours .

2. I take the weeping fig outside and clean the dust off its leaves.

3. There is chard in our veggie box, with glossy lilypad green leaves and crimson, white and yellow stems.

Right paper, bin night and correspondence.

1. I have just the right paper -- tiny Japanese pages, not much larger than business cards, printed with wisteria in full bloom. 2. Bin nigh...