Wednesday, November 13, 2024

Tired, boy birds and at eleven.

1. I am tired this morning and so feel completely justified in standing and staring at lichen.

2. Little birds in black and palest brown scuffle and scutter in a thorn tree like boys on the way to school.

3. I have re-wrapped the parkin, swept the crumbs from the table and put our coffee mugs in the sink. A message arrives from Anna to say that she, too, has had a piece with her elevenses.

Snowfall, badger and hot chocolate.

1. I open the front door to take a parcel and am surprised by wet snow falling in rags and tufts. 2. A badger has given the edges of the pat...