Tuesday, May 25, 2010

Song, sun screen and the house.

1. Blackbird's song is wild cherries dropping.

2. The smell of sun screen makes me feel as if I'm on holiday (instead of going out for a day's work).

3. To walk past the house we are going to rent.

Novel, coming back and ready for December.

1. In the early hours, I'm awake, all alone -- but I've got a new novel on my library app: a fenland gothic Saxon mystery called Mer...