Thursday, February 07, 2008

Old acres, small and white and division.

1. The four-acre vegetable garden is empty -- just a walled field with a few faithful espaliered trees still spreading themselves across the bricks.

2. A drift of snowdrops in a wood.

3. Mark, who is not supposed to eat dessert, has a treacle sponge on his birthday. He cuts it up carefully and eats each piece slowly.

Novel, coming back and ready for December.

1. In the early hours, I'm awake, all alone -- but I've got a new novel on my library app: a fenland gothic Saxon mystery called Mer...