Friday, March 26, 2010

Storm light, not alone and made it.

1. The grubby yellowish light of a thunderstorm.

2. My Tunbridge Wells Twitter pane lights up as a thunder storm goes over. Exclamations and back-up reminders make me feel as if I'm working in a friendly office again.

3. The last piece of work has been a slog -- I feel as if I've actually climbed the South Downs that I've been writing about. I'm so glad to be standing on the top of the hill looking back at my progress.

Steaming, cold and drawn away.

1. After a night of long rain, the common gently steams. 2. The air seems very cold on my skin after the run of heatwave days; but walking a...