Tuesday, January 12, 2010

Hanging, new notebooks and the snow is still fresh.

1. Icicles (some bowed, some double-tipped) are arrayed like exotic weapons.

2. I buy two new shorthand notebooks -- a very cheap pleasure at 98p.

3. Even after six days, the snow on our road still says "crump crump crump" as I walk across it.

Steady rain, canon and heat.

1. We wake to the sound of steady rain after a few hot, dry days. 2. I tumble down a bit of a rabbit hole after a social media discussion of...