Friday, March 04, 2005

Avalanche, pass it on and walking out.

1. Snow sliding off the roof, making an almighty roaring and rumbling. Hope it means there's a thaw on the way. Snow is lovely, but there's only so many days you can enjoy.

2. Selling my old desk to a lady who really needed it because her computer was cluttering up her dining room table.

3. At the end of work it was light enough to walk home across the Common for the first time this year, so I did. The sunset was doing something long and low to make the bare trees look pink.

Mist, no charge and well met.

1. Mist the colour of skimmed milk fills the Spa valley, drains and then fills it again. Here, the sky is clear blue all the way to the top....