Thursday, February 10, 2011

Life lessons, size and soft.

1. He is waving his fists in front of his face, snapping with his mouth and looking disappointed at not catching something to suck. I give him a cuddle and tell him about hand-eye co-ordination, depth perception and not being too hard on oneself.

2. My aunt holds Alec and says: "I'd forgotten how small they are!"

3. Against my chapped lips Alec's forehead is as soft and as welcome as the thawing rain the night before he was born.

Kite, journey and not quite the end of the day.

1. Red kite with pie-slice tail and wing fingers splayed wheels over aluminium roofs on an industrial estate. 2. Chatting idly across the tr...