Wednesday, February 10, 2010

Got everything, rings on and star gazing.

1. The man with a van we have hired to carry our stuff into storage asks if I have money for the train before he drops me off at the station.


2. Earlier this week I had to take off my rings because I had a sore, rough spot between my fingers. Today it has healed, so I put them on again.

3. To stand on a doorstep and see that above the clouds, the stars are so bright that Betelgeuse is clearly red.

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...