Saturday, September 04, 2010

Blue tits, baking and found it.

1. A few blue tits are bouncing in the holly tree. I'm pleased to see their cheeky, cheery bandit-masked faces here -- I've missed the birds from our old flat.

2. These cookies shouldn't be crispy. I'll do better next time.

3. It is strange -- I always think -- that I can search all day for a vital thing; and only find it when Nick comes home and says: "Let me help you look".