Saturday, January 19, 2013

White roofs, going nowhere and snow on the path.

1. The rooflines are disappearing into the wool white sky.

2. The moment when you decide that you are not going anywhere in this snow -- such a relief.

3. "That was a lovely path to walk on," says Nick with satisfaction. The snow on our path was pristine because we'd stayed at home this afternoon.

Space, box of cherries and reading aloud.

 1. I have done my errands and there is still half an hour to go -- writing time. 2. He is returned to us with his camera bag and a box of g...