Friday, August 10, 2012

Fizz, working outside and Thursday tea.

1. The simmering vinegary water in which I am about to poach our breakfast eggs fizzes when I stir it up with a wooden spoon.

2. It occurred to me today: I've always wished that I had a job that would strongly encourage me to work outside in good weather. I was pulling up sharp-scented weeds in the front garden during Alec's naptime when I realised that I had my wish.

3. While Alec is at nursery, we go out for tea and sit outside watching Thursday afternoon go by.

Done, moon and Irish fairy tales.

1. A meeting that is over by 9.30am. 2. A big full moon is stuck on next door's chimney pots. 3. By my bed is a large and comforting boo...