Wednesday, June 12, 2013

Columbines, sleeping and distraction.

1. The garden is full of columbines, some doubles that look like frilly underwear, some the colour of a midnight sky, some pure white.

2. To sleep after lunch while my mother looks after Alec.

3. Alec is cross that his ride-on tractor has to stay at Granny's house. I make him laugh by pointing out that the goldfinch on the bird feeder has chest markings that make him look as if he has bubs.

Hoarders, flowers and technology.

1. In a low voice he reels off the names of the muscles where I have been hoarding all this tension. 2. He comes home with posies of flowers...