Monday, February 19, 2007

Easy morning, among the branches and broken pine.

1. Sitting up in bed with Lou drinking tea and chatting vaguely as we read magazines.

2. Climbing up a hunting tower to get a different perspective on the woods.

3. A pine tree has fallen recently. The trunk has shattered like matchwood and the clearing smells of resin.

Book find, red cabbage and evening's entertainment.

1. I know I won't stop thinking about this paper cutting book, so I give in and take it up to the till.  2. The satisfying crunchy sensa...