Sunday, January 03, 2010

Birch, recycle and the walk.

1. A stand of silver birch trees on a bright day in winter. Their white trunks shine in the drab dead woods.

2. My cousins give me a bowl made from an old record. Amy says it's easy to do -- you put the record over a mould, and put it in a cool oven and it just falls into place.

3. We go for a walk with my aunt and uncle to see the place where my uncle pulled a drowning man out of the canal.

4. A boy wading in a frozen pond at the sandpit. His friend -- wearing trainers, is overcome by the temptation to follow. My aunt and I throw chunks of ice across the surface to hear the thrumming echo.

In and out, cool skid and peppercorns.

1. Love to catch sight of our children running in and out of the soft play frame. 2. He falls to his knees in a slide across the floor to ex...