Thursday, November 23, 2023

Dawn, flock and winter coat.

1. 'Salmon-coloured sky,' says Nick as he opens the shutters. 

2. Watching the pigeon flock circling the bowl of our town.

3. Drawing Alec's winter coat out the storage bag, I feel my hands warming up.

Rind, mustering and moon.

1. The crack of pumpkin rind as I bring the knife round the lantern lid. 2. Now they've been pointed out to me, everywhere I go, I see t...