Monday, November 18, 2024

Sleep, geraniums and in the woods.

1. After a long time asleep, I wake up.

2. Geraniums, impossible blue, bloom deep into November.

3. I find myself alone in the woods counting seconds, listening to leaves falling and the calling of birds.

Arrival, left over from Sunday and lamp light.

1. Some new baby news lifts the morning. 2. For lunch there is ramen with leftover leeks and squash, shreds of pork and shards of deep orang...