Monday, April 29, 2013

New leaves, whistling and detail.

1. Bright green leaves on a hawthorn hedge.

2. As we come through the front door, the sound of Grandad whistling.

3. It dawns on me that the 'chips' Alec is complaining about are the tiny snips of chive on his potatoes. I pick both of them out and he digs in.

Steady rain, canon and heat.

1. We wake to the sound of steady rain after a few hot, dry days. 2. I tumble down a bit of a rabbit hole after a social media discussion of...