Wednesday, April 04, 2012

Birdseed, sneak and in time.

1. Alec's morning task is feeding the birds. I plop him down outside the back door and hand him a little pot of birdseed to scatter wherever he likes in the garden. Sometimes he tips the lot out in one go. Today he drops pinches here and there, concentrating mainly on the step up to next door's gate and my pot of mint.

2. To sneak a bit of chocolate out of the cupboard in the middle of the day.

3. We get home just as the rain starts, and just in time for me to save the washing.

3b. The smell of rain after a very dry month.

Bud vase, tomato and the poem I needed to hear.

1. Among the faded cut daffodils that I'm putting on the compost heap there is one that will do for another day in a bud vase. 2. For th...