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.

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...