Monday, February 11, 2013

A kindness, not very good at hiding and warm towel.

1. Jules and Baby Loey have come fighting through the sleet to bring us the potty that I left in Katie's car yesterday. Standing on the doorstep, he proudly opens the raincover on the pushchair so we can see Baby Loey and so she can look back at us with her boot button eyes.

2. On the bed there is a lumpy-looking blanket that can't quite keep still and keeps giggling.

3. I take my shower early and when I come out my towel is crisp and warm because the heating is still on.

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...