Monday, January 31, 2011

Wash day, last of the sun and ginger biscuit.

1. Alec stares and stares at our tumbling washing.

2. It's late afternoon and the sun has withdrawn itself from us on the ground. But high in the ivy tree two collared doves are still enjoying warm gold light.

3. The last ginger biscuit: it needs eating.


  1. I can picture the two dove high up in the tree basking in the disappearing sun.

  2. Most biscuits just sit there and beg to be eaten. With a glass of cold milk. I hope you listened


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