Tuesday, February 08, 2011

Escape, spring is coming and making a choice.

1. To pass my milk-drunk baby to my husband and leave the house for two hours of freedom.

2. A drift of crocuses (mauve over white stems) in the grey-brown park.

3. There is time -- just -- to stand and gaze in the sweet shop while I decide what to buy.

Escape, tulips and samosa.

1. This morning, I'm piling into a car with friends to escape into the Weald, where we will visit a garden planted with 45,000 tulips. 2...