Wednesday, May 10, 2006

Wild flowers, up you get and outdoors.

1. A lush field of grass dotted with the palest mauve maids-a-milking.

2. A little girl in pink frock on pink roller skates falling down on her bottom in the park, and her tiny brother trying to help her up.

3. The feeling that I want to be outside rather than in.
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Wet Sunday, resting and re-do.

1. We wake to the sound of heavy rain -- just right for a simple Sunday. 2. I put my dough in a bowl to rest, and take a quiet half-hour mys...

  • Bee, green beans and movie night.
    1. An enormous fat bumble bee at work. She is so bulky that she can knock dead blossoms out of the way as she gets right in to the new jasmi...
  • Midsummer, feeding and cakes.
    1. The shortest night and the longest day. I was up at Wellington Rocks with Anna, Paul and Jason. We couldn't see the sun through the m...
  • As needed, forgotten cake and syrup.
    1. I promised myself I wouldn't moan and grumble about it -- but I do. And as if by magic, a very kind friend produces the required blaz...