Thursday, June 07, 2007

To wake the dead, click and lady of leisure.

I forgot to say yesterday -- a new post is up at 12 Old Masters.

1. When the morning coffee comes out stronger than usual and I can tell because of the way it pours.

2. The clicking sound followed by a hush as He-Who-Shall-Not-Be-Named switches off his fan at the end of the day.

3. Luxuriating on the sofa with a bottle of wine and a bar of chocolate while piles of dinner dishes teeter in the kitchen.

Rind, clink and treat.

1. Loving the green on green stripes of the watermelon rind. 2. As I go up the stairs, I can hear from his room the clinking of a spoon in a...