Sunday, May 27, 2012

Butcher's, produce and night duty.

1. To go into the butcher's on a Saturday and listen to all the men spending big bucks on big meat.

2. To pick a few salad leaves and herbs from the garden.

3. I am glad I volunteered to take out the bins, because there is a white sickle moon shining above the buildings at the end of the street.

Tea, words and supper.

1. The hot cup of tea waiting for me on the breakfast table. 2. My words aren't coming easily today, and I can't feel confident abou...