Tuesday, May 18, 2010

Butterfly, new angle and a holiday.

MM has been writing three beautiful things in Finnish. Translation here.

1. Fenella notices a yellow spotted butterfly sunning itself on a gravestone.

2. He tips himself back and lies along my legs. He looks so pleased with himself -- and with the dark yew branch against the sky -- that I don't want to lift him up again (until I remember that he's still very full of milk).

3. To have my husband home on a weekday.

End at the beginning, whistler and no pressure.

1. To start the day by finishing a book. 2. I'm sure we knew that the emergency kettle is a whistling one; but we'd forgotten since ...