Thursday, September 09, 2010

Dirty weather, up the hill and a square of chocolate.

1. The light turns dirty yellow and the rain comes down.

2. No more sun here -- but further up the hill it's still warming chimneys and gables.

3. I like to nibble on a square of soft Swiss milk chocolate. Three squares.

Cheese holes, eerie and back at the table.

1. My nephew likes cheese, but only the holes, which I carefully snip out with kitchen scissors. 2. I feel a little bit sorry for the comput...