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 It's late afternoon and the sun has withdrawn itself from us on the ground.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.

Blue bath, in between and tomorrow's weather.

1. I float in a bath the colour of the deep sea listening to the instructions for a blue-themed writing workshop. 2. Just as  Traitors  gets...